Jesus Christ Superstar Soundtrack Damned For All Time- Blood Money Lyrics

Damned For All Time- Blood Money Lyrics

(Judas) 

 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

 Of 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

 Because 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 come 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 are we the ones?

 Who see the sad solution

 Know what must be done?

 I have no thought at all

 Of my own reward

 I really didn't come here

 Of my own accord

 Just don't say I'm

 Damned for all time! 

 

 (Annas) 

 

 Cut the protesting

 Forget the excuses

 We want information

 Get up off the floor 

 

 (Caiaphas) 

 

 We have the papers 

 We need to arrest him

 You know his movements

 We know the law 

 

 (Annas) 

 

 Your help in this matter

 Won't go unrewarded 

 

 (Caiaphas) 

 

 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 

 

 (Judas) 

 

 I don't need your blood money 

 

 (Caiaphas) 

 

 Oh, that doesn't matter

 Our expenses are good 

 

 (Judas) 

 

 I don't want your blood money 

 

 (Annas) 

 

 But you might as well take it

 We think that you should 

 

 (Caiaphas) 

 

 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 fee nothing more 

 

 (Judas) 

 

 On Thursday night

 You'll find him where you want him

 Far from the crowds

 In the garden of Gethesmene 

 

 (Chorus) 

 

 Well done Judas

 Good old Judas