Holy Wednesday
Grateful bastard, so well you know me ,
So you think you can flipping turn easily,
my fell desires to yours and create freely
another like you?
Then think again my Lord, Think again.
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You are so kind and you love the poor,
you gave me the purse and I have made sure
that they are always, always wanting more.
If you think I’m like you?
Then think again my Lord, Think again.
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The wandering women, I hate the lot,
its not in my heart to care a jot,
except for the Romans will I rot,
If you think I’ll change
Then think again my Lord, Think again.
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I went to see them and they paid me well.
Its not the money but the chance to yell,
I wish you’d listen, be surprised that I’d sell
you and arm your men,
Then think again my Lord, Think again.
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If only you would see your peoples’ need,
it’s from the Romans they want to be freed.
Your zeal unplaced will never, never feed
the starving. Hear me please!
Then think again my Lord, Think again.
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I found him, kissed him and called his name.
they took him away and then I felt the blame,
How’d I missed that it was right to avoid fame,
to be loving and graceful, a king of souls.
Then think again Judas, Think again.
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It’s too late. It was I who should have thought,
stopped and listened, let him change my heart,
and yet stubborn to the last I chose my part,
and shall I be damned to eternity.
Well, think again Judas, Think again.