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I shall be dragged through the slime and the mud

Always hoped that I'd be an apostle

People who are hungry

To say what had happened

We have no king but Caesar

Now we have him, now we've got him

If your slate is clean then you can throw stones

Take him to Pilate, take him to Pilate

Can waste his time

You have been brought here

Of your omnipresent brain

But it shouldn't be like this

Before it gets too frightening

What about our priesthood?

See my tongue, I can hardly talk

Do you plan to put up a fight?

Look at the good things you’ve got

Want to know, I'd want to know, my God

Look at all my trials and tribulations

So forget all about us tonight

We see the sad solution, know what must be done

When brought about

Should I scream and shout?

In these past few days

Raising from the dead

And stroke your hair

Christ, you know I love you

Nor doomed Jerusalem itself

Jesus, I am on your side

Well done, Judas

I don't want your blood money

Nor the priests, nor the scribes

Only wanna know

Move while you still see me

To keep the peace so crucify him

Won't you touch, won't you heal me, Christ?

And relax, think of nothing tonight

While your temple still survives

I shall be dragged

Then we are decided.

And quite a problem here

Only wanna know now I only wanna know

The saddest cut of all

Live in me, Jerusalem

Pretty good wages for one little kiss

Sanna hey sanna ho sanna

Calm you and anoint you

Nice Trump COVID Asssessment

Israel in 4 BC had no mass communication

Do you think they'll stand around

Did you mean to die like that?

We need a more permanent solution to our problem

But it shouldn't be like this

That's hardly in your line

All I ask is that you listen to me

Could you ask as much

See me stand, I can hardly walk

So tell me that I'm saved

A den of thieves

With what you teach and say

Close your eyes, close your eyes and relax

What's the buzz?

A rabble-rousing mission

Through the slime and the, slime and the, slime and the mud

Would I be more noticed

These sordid kinds of things are coming hard to me

Be so cool about his fate?

There he is, seeHurry, come on.

I'm amazed that men like you

Jesus, I am on your side

I don't need your blood money

You You'll get the power

Then when we retire

I'll agree he's mad

Understand at all