They're 5 miles high as the crow flies

leavin' vapour trails against a blood red sky

Movin' in from the East toward the West

with Balaclava 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's hi-jacked 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 creeds



It's war, she cried, It's war, she cried, this is war

Drop your possessions, all you simple folk

You will fight them on the beaches in your underclothes

You will thank the good lord for raising the union jack

You'll watch the ships sail 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 doesn't 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



The world is on its elbows and knees

It's forgotten the message and worships the creeds

Armageddon days are here again