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Last Supper
Webber Andrew Lloyd
Thursday night. The Last Supper.]
(Apostles)
Look at all my trials and tribulations
Sinking in a gentle pool of wine
Don't disturb me now I can see the answers
Till this evening is this morning life is fine

Always hoped that I'd be an apostle
Knew that I would make it if I tried
Then when we retire we can write the gospels
So they'll still talk about us when we've died

(Jesus)

         The end ...
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         Is just a little harder when brought about by friends
         For all you care this wine could be my blood
         For all you care this bread could be my body
         The end !
         This is my blood you drink
         This is my body you eat
                                        -9 
         If you would remember me when you eat and drink ...

         I must be mad thinking I'll be remembe'ed - yes
         I must be out  of  my  head !
         Look at your blank faces !  My name will mean nothing
         Ten minutes after I'm dead !
         One of you denies me !
         One of you betrays me -

Apostles:

  ( Not I !  Who would !  Impossible ! )

Jesus:   Peter will deny me in just a few hours
         Three times will deny me - and that's not all I see
         One of here dining, one of my twelve chosen

         Will 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 are waiting

Judas:   If you knew why I do it ...

Jesus:   I don't care why you do it

Judas:   To think I admired you

Jesus:   You liar - you Judas

Judas:   You want me to do it !
         And ruined your ambition ?
            Christ you deserve it !

Jesus:   Hurry you fool, hurry and go,
         GO !

Apostles:

Look at all my trials and tribulations
Sinking in a gentle pool of wine
Don't disturb me now I can see the answers
Till this evening is this morning life is fine

Always hoped that I'd be an apostle
Knew that I would make it if I tried
Then when we retire we can write the gospels
So they'll still talk about us when we've died

Judas:                            
            Our ideals die around us all because of you
            And now the saddest cut of all -
            Someone has to turn you in
            Like a common criminal, like a wounded animal
            A jaded mandarin
            A jaded mandarin
            A jaded jaded ...  faded mandarin

Jesus:       Get out! They're waiting! Get out!
             They're waiting for you
Judas:                               
             Why you let the things you did get so out of hand
             You'd have managed better if you'd had it planned -

Apostles:

Look at all my trials and tribulations
Sinking in a gentle pool of wine
Don't disturb me now I can see the answers
Till this evening is this morning life is fine

Always hoped that I'd be an apostle
Knew that I would make it if I tried
Then when we retire we can write the gospels
So they'll still talk about us when we've died

Jesus:      Will no-one stay awake with me ?
            Will none of you wait with me ?
            Peter ?  John ?  James ?
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