| My God! |
| I saw him — he looked three-quarters dead!
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| And he was so bad I had to turn my head
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| You beat him so hard that he was bent and lame
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| And I know who everybody’s gonna blame
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| I don’t believe he knows I acted for our good
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| I’d save him all this suffering if I could!
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| Don’t believe … our good … save him … if I could
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| Cut the confessions, forget the excuses
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| I don’t understand why you’re filled with remorse
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| All that you’ve said has come true with a vengeance
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| The mob turned against him — you backed the right horse
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| What you have done will be the saving of Israel
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| You’ll be remembered forever for this
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| And not only that, you’ve been paid for your efforts
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| Pretty good wages for one little kiss
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| Christ! |
| I know you can’t hear me
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| But I only did what you wanted me to
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| Christ! |
| I’d sell out the nation
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| For I have been saddled with the murder of you
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| I have been spattered with innocent blood
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| I shall be dragged through the slime and the mud
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| I have been spattered with innocent blood
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| I shall be dragged through the slime and the slime and the slime and the mud!
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| I don’t know how to love him
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| I don’t know why he moves me
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| He’s a man — he’s just a man
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| He’s not a king — he’s just the same
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| As anyone I know
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| He scares me so
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| When he’s cold and dead, will he let me be?
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| Does he love me too? |
| Does he care for me?
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| My mind is in darkness now — my God, I am sick! |
| I’ve been used!
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| And you knew all the time!
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| God! |
| I’ll never ever know why you chose me for your crime
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| Your foul, bloody crime!
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| You have murdered me! |
| You have murdered me!
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| Poor old Judas
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| So long, Judas |