Matt Johnson's Third Eye

They're five miles high as the crow flies
leavin' vapour trails against a blood red sky
Movin' in from the East toward the West
with baklava helmets over their heads, yes!

But if you think
that Jesus Christ is coming
Honey you've got
another thing coming
If he ever finds out
who hijacked his name
He'll cut out his heart
and turn in his grave

Islam is rising
The Christians mobilising
The world is on
its elbows and knees
It's forgotten the message
and worships the creed

It's war, she cried,
It's war, she cried,
THIS
IS
WAR!!!
Drop your possessions,
all you simple folk
You'll fight them on the beaches
in your underclothes
You'll thank
the good lord
for raising the union jack

Watch the ships out of harbour
and the bodies come floating back

If the real Jesus Christ
were to stand up today
He'd be gunned
down
cold
by the C.I.A.

Oh, the lights that now burn brightest behind stained glass
Will cast the darkest shadows upon the human heart

But God didn't build himself that throne
God doesn't live in Israel or Rome
God belong to the yankee dollar
God doesn't plant the bombs for Hezbollah
God doesn't even go to church
And God won't send us down to Allah to burn
No, God will remind us what we already know
That the human race
is about to reap what it's sown

Islam is rising
The Christians mobilising
The world is on its elbows and knees
It's forgotten the message
and worships the creed

Armageddon days are here again

"Armageddon Days" 1989
THE THE from the album MIND BOMB