The Church Bizarre

last edited 28/1/21

ANDY:
‘The Church Bizarre’ used to be an old song called ‘Beauty And The Beast’. Some of the riffs used to be in that song but we put some new ones in because it didn’t seem to flow. In fact there are only about four riffs that were used and they’ve been altered slightly. And there’s a different vocal pattern over the top.

APPEARS ON:

  • HISTORY OF A TIME TO COME

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If you’re a SABBAT fan and the exit riff on this song [HELL- THE OPPRESSORS – A bludgeoning adaptation of a Race Against Time song which was a hugely popular feature of the HELL set for many years] sounds strangely familiar, it’s probably because they elected to pay homage to HELL in the nicest possible way – by ‘borrowing’ the riff and using an ever-so-slightly modified version of it in ‘The Church Bizarre’ on their debut ‘History Of A Time To Come’ album. They later admitted the heinous theft under intense interrogation. Ask Mr. Sneap about this, and you’ll be greeted with a sheepish grin. The rest of the album was all their own work, though…………Honest.

The stage is set my friends for the play
that never ends –
this comedy we call the Church Bizarre,
once you enter 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 so blind 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,
you ‘Born-Again-Christians’ are born again fools.

THE EVANGELIST PRAYER:

God of wealth and God of might guide me
to your paradise,
for many lives were bought and sold that
I may walk your streets of gold,
though my heart is cold and I still rest
in peace my pockets filled,
and bear the smile of one who knows
through God’s Love my cup overflows.

A ‘salvation salesman’s’ dream –
gullible to the extreme,
easy pickings for the charm and “savoir faire”,
of these charlatans and thieves whose
delight is to deceive – 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 shelter their corruption with the banner of their Lord.

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,
you ‘Born-Again-Christians’ are born again fools.

THE EVANGELIST PRAYER:

God of wealth and God of might guide me to your paradise,
for many lives were bought and sold that I may walk your streets
of gold,
though my heart is cold and I still rest
in peace my pockets filled,
and bear the smile of one who knows
through God’s Love my cup overflows.

The curtain never falls on the show that has it all,
taken in you can’t begin to see their lies,
for the people you are clapping are the ones that will be laughing
at your fate,
they just can’t wait to bleed you dry.