Tell the rabble to be quiet, we anticipate a riot
This common crowd, is much too loud
Tell the mob, who sing your song
That they are fools and they are wrong
They are a curse, they should disperse
Hosanna
Hey sanna, sanna, sanna, Hosanna
Hey sanna, Hosanna
Hey J.C., J.C., you're alright by me
Sanna, Hosanna, hey Superstar
Why waste your breath moaning at the crowd?
Nothing can be done to stop the shouting
If every tongue were stilled
The noise would still continue
The rocks and stone themselves would start to sing