I wouldn't want to be a Cossack headed for that Palestine Road
Thinking about what's written in the Word of God
About the things that he's foretold
No, I wouldn't want to be there, down Jerusalem way
No, I wouldn't want to be there, headed for my grave
I wouldn't want to march with the comrades when they enter Israel
Headed straight into the fiery wrath of God
And finding no escape from, well
I wouldn't want to be there, down Jerusalem way
No, I wouldn't want to be there, headed for my grave
Now if I was in the Red Army, I think I'd take a permanent leave
I'd humble my heart and I'd ask the Lord
To take me with your church when it leaves
'Cause I wouldn't want to be there, down Jerusalem way
No, I wouldn't want to be there, headed for my grave
Well it won't be long till we see it happen just like old Ezekiel said
You ought to make your home in heaven, brother
And skip the other place instead
'Cause you don't want to be there, no, and neither do I
'Cause we just want to be there for that meeting in the sky