| 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 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 | 
| What you have done will be the saving of Israel | 
| You’ll be remembered forever for this | 
| And not only that, you’ve been paid for your efforts | 
| Pretty good wages for one little kiss | 
| Christ! | 
| I know you can’t hear 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 me too? | 
| Does he care for me? | 
| My mind is in darkness 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! | 
| Poor old Judas | 
| So long, Judas |