Andrew Lloyd Webber The Last Supper ^минус

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're died

Jesus:
 The end...
 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
 If you would remember me
 When you eat and drink...

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

Apostles:
 How can he say that?
 Betray you? - Who? - Not me!...

Jesus:
 Peter will deny me 
 In just a few hours
 Three times will deny me -
 And that's not all I see
 One of you 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
 Well now I despise you

Jesus:
 You liar - you Judas:

Judas:
 You wanted me to do it!
 What if I just stayed here
 And ruines your ambition?
 Christ, you deserve it!

Jesus:
 Hurry you fool, hurry and go
 Save me your speaches, 
 I don't want to know - go! Go!

Apostles:
 Look at all my trials and tribulations
 Sinking in a gentle pool of wine
 What's that in the bread
 It's gone to my head
 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're died

Judas:
 You sad pathetic man -
 See where you've brought us to
 Our ideals die around
 Us all because of you
 But now the saddest out of all -
 Someone has to turn you in
 Like a common criminal,
 Like a wounded animal
 A jaded mandarin
 A jaded mandarin
 Like a jaded faded faded jaded 
 Jaded mandarin!

Jesus:
 Get out! They're waiting!
 Get out! They're waiting!
 Oh they're waiting for you!

Judas:
 Everytime I look at you 
 I don't understand
 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're died

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