The stage is set my friends for the play
that never ends -
this comedy we call the Church Bizzare,
once you enetr you are bound to find
salvation by the pound,
assured the more you pay the nearer God
you are.
Your mouth so paralysed with fear you
dare not speak,
your eyes s oblind and hypnotised you
cannot weep,
so blinkered to reality that you no
longer care,
that profit is the prophet of corruption
and despair.
Bring on the dancers -
bring on the clowns,
who invite you to ride on their
merry-go-rounds,
they make the money and they make the rules,
of these charlatans and theives whose
delight is to decieve - all the fools who
still believe they really care.
And if all the Devil's minions were let
loose to do their will,
I think they'd be hard pressed to match
in diabolic skill,
the wickedness and treachery of this evangelic horde,
who sheler their corruption with the banner of their Lord.
(Repeat 3 & 4)
The curtain never falls on the show that has it all,
taken in you can't begin to see their lies,
for the people who are clapping are the ones who will be laughing
at your fate,
they just can't wait to bleed you dry.
that never ends -
this comedy we call the Church Bizzare,
once you enetr you are bound to find
salvation by the pound,
assured the more you pay the nearer God
you are.
Your mouth so paralysed with fear you
dare not speak,
your eyes s oblind and hypnotised you
cannot weep,
so blinkered to reality that you no
longer care,
that profit is the prophet of corruption
and despair.
Bring on the dancers -
bring on the clowns,
who invite you to ride on their
merry-go-rounds,
they make the money and they make the rules,
of these charlatans and theives whose
delight is to decieve - all the fools who
still believe they really care.
And if all the Devil's minions were let
loose to do their will,
I think they'd be hard pressed to match
in diabolic skill,
the wickedness and treachery of this evangelic horde,
who sheler their corruption with the banner of their Lord.
(Repeat 3 & 4)
The curtain never falls on the show that has it all,
taken in you can't begin to see their lies,
for the people who are clapping are the ones who will be laughing
at your fate,
they just can't wait to bleed you dry.
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