"Heaven on Their Minds" Στίχοι

Judas:
My mind is clearer now
At last all too well I can see
Where we all soon will be

If you strip away
The myth from the man you will see
Where we all soon will be

Jesus
You've started to believe
The things they say of you
You really do believe
This talk of God is true

And all the good you've done
Will soon get swept away
You've begun to matter more
Than the things you say

Listen, Jesus, I don't like what I see
All I ask is that you listen to me
And remember, I've been your right-hand man all along

You have set them all on fire
They think they've found the new Messiah
And they'll hurt you when they find they're wrong

I remember when this whole thing began
No talk of God then, we called you a man
And believe me, my admiration for you hasn't died
But every word you say today
Gets twisted round some other way
And they'll hurt you if they think you've lied

Nazareth, your famous son
Should've stayed a great unknown
Like his father carving wood
He'd have made good
Tables, chairs, and oaken chests
Would've suited Jesus best
He'd have caused nobody harm
No one alarm

Listen, Jesus, do you care for your race?
Don't you see we must keep in our place
We are occupied
Have you forgotten how put down we are?

I am frightened by the crowd
For we are getting much too loud
And they'll crush us if we go too far
If we go too far

Listen, Jesus, to the warning I give
Please remember that I want us to live
But it's sad to see our chances weakening with every hour

Your followers are blind
Too much heaven on their minds
It was beautiful but now it's sour
Yes, it's all gone sour

Listen, Jesus, to the warning I give
Please remember that I want us to live
So come on, come on
He won't listen to me

Come on, listen
Listen to me
Come on listen to me
Come on listen to me
Listen, listen to me
Come on
Come on, listen to me
Listen to me