Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Brian Keith
Performer
Victor Brox
Performer
Murray Head
Performer
"Jesus Christ Superstar" Apostles - Original Studio Cast
Performer
Andrew Lloyd Webber
Performer
Tim Rice
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Andrew Lloyd Webber
Composer
Tim Rice
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Andrew Lloyd Webber
Producer
Tim Rice
Producer
Miles Showell
Mastering Engineer
Nick Davis
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
Now if I help you, it matters that you see
These 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 out before I came to you
I have 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 about 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 sympathies
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 about my own reward
I really didn't come here of my own accord
Just don't say I'm damned for all time
Cut the protesting, forget the excuses
We want information. Get up of 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 want your blood money
Oh, that doesn't matter, our expenses are good
I don't need your blood money
But you might as well take it. We think that you should
Think of the things you could 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
A fee
A fee nothing more
On Thursday night you'll find him where you want him
Far from the crowds, in the Garden of Gethsemane
Well done Judas. Good old Judas
Writer(s): Tim Rice, Andrew Lloyd Webber, Artime-azpilicueta
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