The Last Supper
(Thursday night, the Last Supper)
[Apostles:]Look at all my trials and tribulationsSinking in a gentle pool of wineDon't disturb me now I can see the answersTill this evening is this morning life is fineAlways hoped that I'd be an apostleKnew that I would make it if I triedThen when we retire we can write the gospelsSo they'll still talk about us when we've died
[Jesus:]The end...Is just a little harder when brought about by friendsFor all you care this wine could be my bloodFor all you care this bread could be my bodyThe end!This is my blood you drinkThis is my body you eatIf you would remember me when you eat and drinkI must be mad thinking I'll be remembered - yesI must be out of my head!Look at your blank faces! My name will mean nothingTen minutes after I'm dead!One of you denies meOne of you betrays me -
[Apostles:]Not I! Who could? Impossible!
[Jesus:]Peter will deny me in just a few hoursThree times will deny me - and that's not all I seeOne of you here dining, one of my twelve chosenWill leave to betray me -
[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're waiting
[Judas:]If you knew why I do it...
[Jesus:]I don't care why you do it!
[Judas:]To think I admired you but for now I despise you
[Jesus:]You liar - you Judas
[Judas:]You want me to do it!What if I just stayed here and ruined your ambition?Christ you deserve it!
[Jesus:]Hurry you fool, hurry and goSave me your speeches, I don't wanna know - GO!
[Apostles:]Look at all my trials and tribulationsSinking in a gentle pool of wineWhat's that in the bread it's gone to my headTill this morning is this evening life is fineAlways hoped that I'd be an apostleKnew that I would make it if I triedThen when we retire we can write the gospelsSo they'll all talk about us when we die
[Judas:]You sad pathetic man - see where you've brought us toOur ideals die around us all because of youAnd now the saddest cut of all -Someone has to turn you inLike a common criminal, like a wounded animalA jaded mandarinA jaded mandarinA jaded jaded faded mandarin
[Jesus:]Get out! They're waiting! Get out!They're waiting for you
[Judas:]Every time I look at you I don't understandWhy you let the things you did get so out of handYou'd have managed better if you'd had it planned -
[Apostles:]Look at all my trials and tribulationsSinking in a gentle pool of wineDon't disturb me now I can see the answersTill this evening is this morning life is fineAlways hoped that I'd be an apostleKnew that I would make it if I triedThen when we retire we can write the gospelsSo they'll still talk about us when we've died
[Jesus:]Will no-one stay awake with me?Peter? John? James?Will none of you wait with me?Peter? John? James?