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Crystal Stream

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"Crystal Stream"

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Track 15. Live on Prime-Time TV

Now it heaven for the ratings, ‘cos tonight we're raising hell
The vote's gone for Barabbas, as he strolls out from of his cell
Worldly-wise Guevara style, chats on his mobile ‘phone
His lieutenants greet him in the crowd, returning him his gun
He starts the show you cannot miss, that's beamed world-wide for free
It's God that's dying live tonight upon prime-time TV

And here's the all-time loser, poor Judas Iscariot
Now let's talk to the man who really bought the graveyard slot
He slips the noose around his neck, as we all watch his shame
The little children of the world will recognise his name
Still, a charity of his own choice, will get his fat-cat fee
It's God that's dying live tonight upon prime-time TV

Welcome Doctor Caiaphas, who shortly will explain
The reasons that his actions were expedient and sane
Religion and tradition, they make his course quite clear
For the good of all the people, his motives are sincere
Someone's got to pay the price, he knows that it's not he
Its God that's dying live tonight upon prime-time TV

Pontius is the game show host, New Labour soundbite style,
He's suave and he's sophisticate, ‘truth what's that?' he smiles
But somehow he's uneasy of the situation that he is in
On camera he'll wash his hands to cleanse him of his spin
He tries to purge his conscience most sanctimoniously
When God is dying live tonight upon prime-time TV,

Maybe it's Jesus Christ or maybe just your fellow man
The verdict on the victim is that you don't give a damn
And the bit you see the nails go through, makes you realise
It's almost, but not quite, enough to make you shut your eyes
An evening's crucifixion, now there's something to see
It's God that's dying live tonight upon prime-time TV

Now the earth it may be shaking and the sky is turning black
But you're safe before your screen, there's nothing that you lack
When your belly it is full, if there's a vacuum in your soul
That's just the price you pay when you relinquish your control
You don't have to make a choice, you can't change history
When God is dying live tonight upon prime-time TV

This time the cast was universal, it's really you and I
Who re-elect Prince Lucifer, Terrestrial and Sky
This time he's got the corporate power, this time he's gone for gold
And a rock-solid guarantee ensures that stone stays rolled
You missed it? But each day they run the replay, constantly
That God is dying live tonight upon prime-time TV

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