Well, old Buddha was a man

And I'm sure that he meant well

But I pray for his disciples

Lest they wind up in hell

And I'm sure that old Mohammed

Thought he knew the way

But it won't be Hare Krishna

We stand before on the Judgment Day

No, it won't be old Buddha

That's sitting on the throne

And it won't be old Mohammed

That's calling us home

And it won't be Hare Krishna

That plays that trumpet tune

And we're going to see the Son

Not Reverend Moon

Well, I don't hate anybody

So please don't take me wrong

But there really is a message

In this simple song

You see, there's only one way, Jesus

If eternal life is your goal

And meditation of the mind

It won't save your soul

No, it won't be old Buddha

That's sitting on the throne

And it won't be old Mohammed

That's calling us home

And it won't be Hare Krishna

That plays that trumpet tune

And we're going to see the Son

Not Reverend Moon

Well, you can call yourself a Baptist

And not be born again

A Presbyterian or a Methodist

And still die in your sin

You can even be Charismatic

Shout and dance and jump a pew

But if you hate your brother

You won't be one of the chosen few

'Cause it won't be a Baptist

That's sitting on the throne

A Presbyterian or a Methodist

That's calling us home

And it won't be a Charismatic

That plays that trumpet tune

So let's all just live for Jesus

Because He's coming back real soon

Oh, it won't be old Buddha

That's sitting on the throne

And it won't be old Mohammed

That's calling us home

And it won't be Hare Krishna

That plays that trumpet tune

And we're going to see the Son

Not Reverend Moon

And we're going to see the Son

Not Reverend Moon