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Damned for All Time

(Tuesday)

{Intro}

[JUDAS]
Now, if I help you, it matters that you see
These sordid kinds 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 have no thought at all about 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, I'm the one who saw
Jesus can't control them 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 about my own reward
I really didn't come here of my own accord

Just don't say I'm
Damned for all time
{Instrumental Break}

Annas, you're a friend - a worldly man and wise
Caiaphas, my friend, I know you symphathise
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 about my own reward
I really didn't come here of my own accord
Just don't say I'm damned
For all time

Blood Money

[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
[ANNAS]
With no crowd around him

[CAIAPHAS]
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-
Fee, nothing- fee, nothing more

[JUDAS]
On Thursday night, you'll find him where you want him
Far from the crowds, in the Garden of Gethsemane
[CHOIR]
Well done, Judas
Good old Judas