"The Last Supper" Στίχοι

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 gospel
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:
No, no, not us, no

Jesus:
Peter will deny me in just a few hours
(Peter: No, not me!)
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

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
Well, 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 wanna 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 gospel
So they'll all talk about us when we've died

Judas:
You sad pathetic man
See whee you've brought us to
Our ideals die around us
And all because of you

But saddest cut of all
Someone had to turn you in
Like a common criminal
Like a wounded animal

A jaded mandarin
A jaded mandarin
Like a jaded, a faded, faded, jaded
Jaded mandarin

Jesus:
Get out, they're waiting
Get out, they're waiting
Oh they're waiting for you

Judas:
Every time 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 a plan
Ohhhhh

Apostles:
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 gospel
So they'll still talk about us when we've died