After Jeffrey announces the 'news flash', a flash-bomb explodes at the front of the stage, half-blinding the audience.
A backing-tape begins playing the frantic, far-off saxophone introduction to Part 2, underpinned by the distorted plod of electric guitar and bass which gradually increases in volume.
As these oppressive chords reach their peak, the taped voice of a female American teenager squeals with delight:
Oh wow, aren't they neat?!
And the full band burst onto stage and into the song.
See there! A man is born —
and we pronounce him fit for peace.
There's a load lifted from his shoulders
with the discovery of his disease.