Tell It Like It Was

Nobody ever talks about the way it used to be,
When tears were on the altar from sinners on their knees.
The preacher didn’t worry 'bout politically correct.
It wasn’t his opinion. It was what that Bible said.
We can try to pick and choose the one size still fits all.
There is no brand new high tech way to make to make me heed the call.
It’s time to tell it like it was, 'cause that’s the way it is.
If they want it like they had it, we’ve got to do it like they did,
Preachin' «Wrong is wrong and right is right».
There is no grey, just black and white.
And if it took the Blood back then, well it still does.
We just gotta tell it like it was.
Is there any wonder that we’re in the shape we’re in?
The church will only say it if they’re sure it won’t offend.
John may have baptised Jesus, but he isn’t watered down.
There’s still the power in his Word to turn this world around.
It’s time to tell it like it was, 'cause that’s the way it is.
If they want it like they had it, we’ve got to do it like they did,
Preachin' «Wrong is wrong and right is right».
There is no grey, just black and white.
And if it took the Blood back then, well it still does.
We just gotta tell it like it was.
Oh! It’s time to tell it like it was, 'cause that’s the way it is.
If they want it like they had it, we’ve got to do it like they did,
Preachin' «Wrong is wrong and right is right».
There is no grey, just black and white.
And if it took the Blood back then, well it still does.
We just gotta tell it, We just gotta tell it -- like it was.
Tell it like it was.
We just gotta tell it like it was.