Spencer Picture a prophet Standing in the light of god With a message for the people Given from above But he lost his inspiration Wanting the glory for his own Leaving millions in starvation For the word they'd never known Oh "why do you keep on Speaking without my light? You once had the vision But now you've lost your sight." Now the prophet thought he was the greatest one And he just went right on talking As if he didn't know the light had gone The scene looked almost funny The people laughed at the foolishness Until they discovered that they had nothing And were sitting in total darkness [foolish prophets, foolish prophets ahh] Another prophet Stood up holding high a torch Which lightened the darkened landscape And everyone could see once more Healing their wounds with wisdom As the beauty of a flower And they all knew that he had come To show them god's true power "many have come in my name Speaking without my light It can happen to you just the same You won't know wrong from right."