In an inn overlooking Golgotha
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You can have a drink with the thief today
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Bloody, golden wine is pouring
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The tables and mouths glow wet
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This hug is a profit for the host
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It is spreading everywhere in the city
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That you can see a criminal here
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What just came out of the cross
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We live! |
Okay ours!
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What do you want out of life, take in life!
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Let us drink to Barabbas!
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Barabbas drinks too!
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He is drinking, but he has not regained his speech
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He has not yet grasped that he has survived
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A hand that squeezes a cup of wine -
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As if she was squeezing the head of Bretnal
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My feet are dancing under the table
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A madman who asks for directions:
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Each of them is a foot - a convict
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And free! |
Alive! |
Impenetrable!
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We live! |
Okay ours!
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What do you want out of life, take in life!
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Let us drink to Barabbas!
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Barabbas drinks too!
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The townspeople and beggars drink
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The soldiers put down their spears
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And they also drink after hard work
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The whole city is having a great time
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The governor has shown grace!
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Without grace, what would life be?
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Toasts, chants and applause
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- There is justice in this world!
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We live! |
Okay ours!
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What do you want out of life, take in life!
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Let us drink to Barabbas!
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Barabbas drinks too!
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Barabbas roared with laughter at last
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He spread his hands wide -
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And there was a new message around the city:
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- Is alive! |
Just kidding, the beast is healthy!
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You can hear what is going on in the palace
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Pilate is in vain to fall asleep old
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They dance in his mind disorderly
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Words - politics, crowd and faith ...
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We live! |
Okay ours!
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What do you want out of life, take in life!
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Let us drink to Barabbas!
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Barabbas drinks too!
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In an inn overlooking Golgotha
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The light of dawn leaps across the shells
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The host chased the rabble away
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And he counts the profit. |
Barabbas is crying
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We live! |
Okay ours!
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What do you want out of life, take in life!
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Let us drink to Barabbas!
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Barabbas the man too! |