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Now if I help you It matters that you see This sordid kind 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 had 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 it 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 Of my own reward I really didn't came here Of my own accord Just don't say I'm Damned for all time! Annas, you're a friend A worldly man and wise Caiaphas, my friend I know you sympathise Why are we the prophets? Why am I the one? Who see the sad solution Know what must be done? I have no thought at all About my own reward I really didn't came here Of my own accord Just don't say I'm Damned for all time! Shut the protesting Forget the excuses We want information Get up off the floor We have the papers We need to arrest him You know his movements We know the law Your help in this matter Won't go unrewarded We'll pay you in silver Cash on the nail We just need to know Where the soldiers can find him With no crowd around him Then we can't fail I don't need your blood money Oh, that doesn't matter Our expenses are good I don't want your blood money But you might as well take it We think that you should 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 (-) It's a fee It's a fee nothing more On Thursday night You'll find him where you want him Far from the crowds In the garden of Gethesmene Well done Judas Good old Judas
Writer(s): Tim Rice, Andrew Lloyd Webber Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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