| Thursday night. The Last Supper.] |
| (Apostles) |
| Look at all my trials and tribulations |
| Sinking in a gentle pool of wine |
| Don’t disturb me now I can see the answers |
| Till this evening is this morning life is fine |
| Always hoped that I’d be an apostle |
| Knew that I would make it if I tried |
| Then when we retire we can write the gospels |
| So they’ll still talk about us when we’ve died |
| (Jesus) |
| The end. .. |
| Is just a little harder when brought about by friends |
| For all you care this wine could be my blood |
| For all you care this bread could be my body |
| The end! |
| This is my blood you drink |
| This is my body you eat |
| If you would remember me when you eat and drink. .. |
| I must be mad thinking I’ll be remembered — yes |
| I must be out of my head! |
| Look at your blank faces! My name will mean nothing |
| Ten minutes after I’m dead! |
| One of you denies me |
| One of you betrays me |
| (Apostles) |
| Not I! Who would? Impossible! |
| (Jesus) |
| Peter will deny me in just a few hours |
| Three times will deny me — and that’s not all I see |
| One of you here dining, one of my twelve chosen |
| Will leave to betray me — |
| (Judas) Cut out the dramatics! You know very well who — |
| (Jesus) Why don’t you go do it? |
| (Judas) You want me to do it! |
| (Jesus) Hurry they are waiting |
| (Judas) If you knew why I do it. .. |
| (Jesus) I don’t care why you do it! |
| (Judas) To think I admired you |
| For now I despise you |
| (Jesus) You liar — you Judas |
| (Judas) You wanted me to do it! |
| What if I just stayed here |
| And ruined your ambition? |
| Christ you deserve it! |
| (Jesus) |
| Hurry you fool, hurry and go, |
| Save me your speeches |
| I don’t want to know — Go! Go! |
| (Apostles) |
| Look at all my trials and tribulations |
| Sinking in a gentle pool of wine |
| What’s that in the bread it’s gone to my head |
| Till this morning is this evening life is fine |
| Always hoped that I’d be an apostle |
| Knew that I would make it if I tried |
| Then when we retire we can write the gospels |
| So they’ll all talk about us when we’ve died |
| (Judas) |
| You sad pathetic man — see where you’ve brought us to |
| Our ideals die around us and all because of you |
| But the saddest cut of all — |
| Someone has to turn you in |
| Like a common criminal, like a wounded animal |
| A jaded mandarin |
| A jaded mandarin |
| Like a jaded, faded, faded, jaded, jaded mandarin |
| (Jesus) |
| Get out! They’re waiting! Get out! They’re waiting! |
| Oh! They’re waiting for you! |
| (Judas) |
| Everytime I look at you I don’t understand |
| Why you let the things you did get so out of hand |
| You’d have managed better if you’d had it planned — |
| Ah --- ah |
| (Apostles) |
| Look at all my trials and tribulations |
| Sinking in a gentle pool of wine |
| What’s that in the bread it’s gone to my head |
| Till this evening is this morning life is fine |
| Always hoped that I’d be an apostle |
| Knew that I would make it if I tried (If I tried) |
| Then when we retire we can write the gospels |
| So they’ll still talk about us when we’ve died |
| (Jesus) |
| Will no-one stay awake with me? |
| Peter? John? James? |
| Will none of you wait with me? |
| Peter? John? James |