Christ - Luke Haines

At the age of 33 and a third, the time that Christ spent on earth

I decided to cut all ties with showbiz

As the awards piled up in the bath, well I started to laugh

At all those who died in the name of light entertainment

Camp Christ, Kitsch Christ, some escapologist Christ fella

There’s an unfunny Christ comedian tied up in my cellar

Fly tipping Christ in a lay-by, All try to catch my attention

At the age of 33 and a third, the time that Christ spent on earth

I decided to establish a manifesto

Until we destroy we’ll only have ruins

No more masterpieces.

No more pseudonyms

Speak in tongues change my identity

Become invisible

I deal in absolutes, no second chances

I’m the Holy Grail of poisoned stanzas

Do I have to end it all like Billy Mackenzie

To get out of the contract?

Arse-licking Christ, false Christ, little self-hatred Christ

Sex Christ, Death, dumb and blind Christ, Hanging in a garden shed Christ

Anorexic Christ, Idiot Christ, All try to catch my attention

At the age of 33 and a third, the time that Christ spent on earth

I decided to cut all ties with showbiz