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They're 5 miles high as the crow flies |
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Leavin' vapour trails against a blood red sky |
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Movin' in from the east toward the west |
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With balaclava helmets over their heads, yes! |
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But if you think that jesus christ is coming |
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Honey you've got another thing coming |
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If he ever finds out who's hi-jacked his name |
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He'll cut out his heart and turn in his grave |
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Islam is rising |
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The christians mobilising |
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The world is on its elbows and knees |
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It's forgotten the message and worships the creeds |
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It's war, she cried, it's war, she cried, this is war |
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Drop your possessions, all you simple folk |
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You will fight them on the beaches in your underclothes |
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You will thank the good lord for raising the union jack |
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You'll watch the ships out of harbour |
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And the bodies come floating back |
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If the real jesus christ were to stand up today |
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He'd be gunned down by the c.i.a. |
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Oh, the lights that now burn brightest behind stained glass |
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Will cast the darkest shadows upon the human heart |
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But god didn't build himself that throne |
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God doesn't live in israel or rome |
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God belong to the yankee dollar |
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God doesn't plant the bombs for hezbollah |
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God doesn't even go to church |
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And god won't send us down to allah to burn |
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No, god will remind us what we already know |
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That the human race is about to reap what it's sown |
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The world is on its elbows and knees |
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It's forgotten the message and worships the creeds |
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Armageddon days are here again |
