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LYRICS
It's a 65 million year old man-made tradition,
Non-essential doctrine, just a fossilised addition.
Okay, okay. The snake on the pole?
That was yesterday's answer to prayer - for the next 600 years?
It was an idolatrous snare. Agh!
And yesterday's manna was so good we thought we'd bag it!
Today, it looks green and I thought I found a maggot. Ugh!
When cloning spiritual life, these are but some of the dangers.
I should know - I'm one of Jurassic Church's Rangers.
Okay, everybody on the tram.
Jurassic Church. Jurassic Church.
Come on a tour that will make your stomach lurch.
Get on the tram, let's take a ride.
See yesterday's move of God in formaldehyde.
Change - Ugh.
Change - Agh.
Change - Agh, ugh.
It's always been this way and we're not changing now.
Okay. Let's go over some ground rules.
Keep your hands inside the tram at all time,
Keep all carry-on luggage underneath your seat,
And remember - no flash photography.
Off to your right you'll see a sore to the Divine - a Divine-o-saur?
A wave of revival that's gone down in folklore.
But there's a skeleton of chapels over the countryside,
Fossilised bones of something great before it died.
And over there was a movement full of miracles and fire.
Today its condition is nothing less than dire.
Liberal fungus eats away and - Oh my goodness! - what a smell!
That was born from heaven but now it's diaper rash from hell.
Hey, does anyone have to go to the toilet?
Um, is everyone happy?
Jurassic Church. Jurassic Church.
Come on a tour that will make your stomach lurch.
Get on the tram, let's take a ride.
See yesterday's move of God in formaldehyde.
Change - Ugh.
Change - Agh.
Change - Agh, ugh.
It's always been this way and we're not changing now.
Oh, little boy?
Don't throw meat out to the Church-o-saurs - they can't handle it.
Lookee up there!
A Presbysaur and a Baptisaur.
Look at their armour scales - resisting the change they deplore.
And oh - how horrible! - a Protestasaur fighting with a Catholisaur.
You know, they're gonna die out if they don't quit this terrible war.
And oh, hey, a noisy squawking Evangesaur, just like on TV.
What a large head!
You know, but their brain's the size of a pea.
Oh and look!
A poison Blabber-grabber-chameleon from the Pentesaur family.
Ughoooo - I just stepped in some of its theology.
Oh no! It's Elder T Rex.
A change in climate is leaving him perplexed.
Do you get the feeling he doesn't like the change in style?
To stop our living, growing faith will really make him smile - a-ho-ho.
And there's VelociRector - preying on those who pray,
Ripping apart those who think there must be a better way.
All freedom is chewed up and mauled up in his Cathedral.
He's mangled all that's good and fun - making it illegal.
Jurassic Church. Jurassic Church.
Come on a tour that will make your stomach lurch.
Get on the tram, let's take a ride.
See yesterday's move of God in formaldehyde.
Change - Ugh.
Change - Agh.
Change - Agh, ugh.
It's always been this way and we're not changing now.
Ooh. Agh. Wa. What a ride!
Ah. Is everybody okay?
Oooh.
Uh, a Censortaur - let's escape for we can.
Oh, let's be free in God and not slave to rules made by man.
Hey, let's remember everything good and learn from the past.
Have communion in the holidays til the hour that is last.
Hey, we don't want new doctrine just, well, er, (better) presentation,
The Church in every time and place must reach its generation.
Should the lost find dry bones, elsewhere they will search.
Let's not become extinct as when dinosaurs ruled the church.