Judas's Death (Jesus Christ Superstar 1970)

Текст песни Andrew Lloyd Webber and Victor Brox, Murray Head, Tim Rice - Judas's Death (Jesus Christ Superstar 1970)

My God! I saw him, he looked three-quarters dead
And he was so bad I had to turn my head
You beat him so hard that he was bent and lame
And I don't know who everybody's gonna blame
I don't believe he knows I acted for our good
I'd save him all this suffering if I could

Don't believe, our good
Save him, if I could

Cut the confessions, forget the excuses
I don't understand why you're filled with remorse
All that you've said has come true with a vengeance
The mob turned against him, you backed the right horse

Christ! I know you can't heal me
But I only did what you wanted me to
Christ! I'd sell out the nation
For I have been saddled with the murder of you

I have been spattered with innocent blood
I shall be dragged through the slime and the mud
I have been spattered with innocent blood
I shall be dragged through the slime and the slime
And the slime and the mud

I don't know how to love him
I don't know why he moves me
He's a man, he's just a man
He's not a king, he's just the same

As anyone I know
He scares me so
When he's cold and dead, will he let me be?
Does he love, does he love me too?
Does he care for me?

My mind is in your hands now
My God, I am sick
I've been used
And you knew all the time

God! I'll never ever know
Why you chose me for your crime
Your foul, bloody crime!
You have murdered me!
You have murdered me!
Murdered me, murdered me, murdered me
Murdered me, murdered me, murdered me...

Poor, old, Judas
So long, Judas
Poor, old, Judas
So long, Judas

Poor, old, Judas
So long, Judas
Poor, old, Judas
So long, Judas