Dinesh Moylan

I heard that Jesus has been put back on the cross
Because his business kept running at a loss
Prayers no longer matter, it's what you put in the plate
Cash or cheque or credit, that's what god appreciates
No time for beauty, for love or peace
They're all for sale, for hire or lease
Kindness is out and so is compassion
Haven't you heard? Greed's back in fashion.

In the name of the Profit, who told his mighty minions;
"Go and buy a controlling interest in public opinion"
Truth has been sold off to some big corporation
Ronald McDonald heads the United McNations
No time for beauty, for love or peace
They're all for sale, for hire or lease.
If you think this sounds just a little odd,
Haven't you heard? Greed's been elected
God.

There's online supermarkets for buying a new lover
Second hand stores for selling your old mother
Heaven's being auctioned off on liquidators' advice
It's your last chance for a little slice of paradise
The Stock market's booming, slavery's resurrected
Haven't you heard? Greed's been re-elected
God.

If you're wondering where literature, drama or art went,
They've been taken over by the advertising department
Music might soothe the savage beast, but it won't get you far
Not unless you can make someone want to go and buy a brand new car
The Stock market's booming since slavery's resurrection
Haven't you heard? Greed's won another election
God!

Santa Claus doesn't get around in a sleigh any more
He's got himself a private jet and a line of department stores
There's one law for the rich, another one for the poor,
It all depends on who you know and how much you can afford
The Stock market's booming, slavery's resurrected,
Haven't you heard? Greed's been re-elected
God.