The Temple 作词 : Tim Rice/Andrew Lloyd Webber 作曲 : Tim Rice/Andrew Lloyd Webber Moneylenders and Merchants: Roll on up for my price is down Come on in for the best in town Take your pick of the finest wine Lay your bets on this bird of mine Roll on up for my price is down Come on in for the best in town Take your pick of the finest wine Lay your bets on this bird of mine Name your price I got everything Come and buy it's all going fast Borrow cash on the finest terms Hurry now while stock still last Roll on up Jerusalem Here it isn't us and them While our temple still survive We at least are still alive Come all classes come all creeds I can fix your wildest needs Name your pleasure I will sell I got heaven I got hell What you see is what you get No one's been disappointed yet Don't be scared give me a try There's nothing you can't buy Roll on up for my price is down Come on in for the best in town Take your pick of the finest wine Lay your bets on this bird of mine Roll on up for my price is down Come on in for the best in town My temple should be a house of prayer But you have made it a den of thieves Get out Get out My time is almost through Little left to do After all I've tried for three years Seems like thirty Seems like thirty Crowd: See my eyes I can hardly see See me stand I can hardly walk I believe you can make me whole See my tongue I can hardly talk See my skin I'm a mass of blood Change my life oh I know you can I believe you can make me well See my purse I'm a poor poor man Will you touch will you mend me Christ? Won't you touch will you heal me Christ? Will you kiss you can cure me Christ? Won't you kiss won't you pay me Christ? See our eyes we can hardly see See us stand we can hardly walk We believe you can make us whole See the tongues that can hardly talk See our skin we are a mass of blood Change our lives oh we know you can We believe you can make us well You are the hope of a poor poor man Will you touch will you mend me Christ? Won't you touch will you heal me Christ? Will you kiss you can cure me Christ Won't you kiss, won't you pay me Christ? See our eyes we can hardly see See us stand we can hardly walk We believe you can make us whole See the tongues that can hardly talk See our skin we're a mass of blood Change our lives oh we know you can We believe you can make us well You're the hope of a poor poor man Will you touch will you mend me Christ? Won't you touch will you heal me Christ? Will you kiss you can cure me Christ? Won't you kiss won't you pay me Christ? Jesus: There's too too many of you Don't push me Too little of me Don't crowd me Don't crowd me Crowd: Will you touch will you mend me Christ? Won't you touch will you heal me Christ? Will you kiss you can cure me Christ? Won't you kiss won't you pay me Christ? Jesus: Heal yourselves!