Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Damned For All Time / Blood Money, artist - Carl Anderson.
Date of issue: 31.12.1972
Song language: English
Damned For All Time / Blood Money |
Now if I help you |
It matters that you see |
This sordid kind of things are |
Coming hard to me |
It’s taken me some time |
To work out what to do |
I weighed the whole thing up |
Before I came to you |
I had no thought at all |
Of my own reward |
I really didn’t come here |
Of my own accord |
Just don’t say I’m |
Damned for all time! |
I came because I had to |
Because I’m the one who saw |
Jesus can’t control it |
Like he did before |
And furthermore I know |
That Jesus thinks so too |
Jesus wouldn’t mind |
That I was here with you |
I have no thought at all |
Of my own reward |
I really didn’t come here |
Of my own accord |
Just don’t say I’m |
Damned for all time! |
Annas, you’re a friend |
A worldly man and wise |
Caiaphas, my friend |
I know you sympathise |
Why are we the prophets? |
Why are we the ones? |
Who see the sad solution |
Know what must be done? |
I have no thought at all |
Of my own reward |
I really didn’t come here |
Of my own accord |
Just don’t say I’m |
Damned for all time! |
(Annas) |
Cut the protesting |
Forget the excuses |
We want information |
Get up off the floor |
(Caiaphas) |
We have the papers |
We need to arrest him |
You know his movements |
We know the law |
(Annas) |
Your help in this matter |
Won’t go unrewarded |
(Caiaphas) |
We’ll pay you in silver |
Cash on the nail |
We just need to know |
Where the soldiers can find him |
With no crowd around him |
Then we can’t fail |
(Judas) |
I don’t need your blood money |
(Caiaphas) |
Oh, that doesn’t matter |
Our expenses are good |
(Judas) |
I don’t want your blood money |
(Annas) |
But you might as well take it |
We think that you should |
(Caiaphas) |
Think of the things |
You can do with that money |
Choose any charity |
Give to the poor |
We’ve noted your motives |
We’ve noted your feelings |
This isn’t blood money |
It’s a fee nothing more |
(Judas) |
On Thursday night |
You’ll find him where you want him |
Far from the crowds |
In the garden of Gethesmene |
(Chorus) |
Well done Judas |
Good old Judas |