[Verse 1]
“Please Me!”
That’s what I’m really saying when times I ask of you
Cynic
I’m made a jaded critic by spastic hands and feet
Cheap grace
We sleep walk through this kingdom, we’ve ruined everything
[Chorus]
You turn everything to wine
You turn everything to wine
You turn it to wine
You turn it to wine
You turn it to wine
[Verse 2]
Rich men
They preach a shallow doctrine of foul prosperity
Crusade
On marriage definitions, yet you rebuke the poor!
Sadly
We turned our greatest elders into bland CEOs
[Chorus]
You turn everything to wine
You turn everything to wine
You turn it to wine
You turn it to wine
You turn it to wine