The Last Supper
 作词 : Tim Rice/Andrew Lloyd Webber
 作曲 : Tim Rice/Andrew Lloyd Webber
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


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 the 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'd be remembered
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:
Who would? Not I!


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'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
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 go
Save me your speeches I don't wanna know
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 morning is this evening 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: You sad, pathetic man
See where you've brought us to
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
Like a jaded, jaded, faded jaded, jaded mandarin
Jesus: Get out They're waiting
Get out
They're waiting They're waiting for you
Judas: Every time 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
Ah

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 we've died


Will no one stay awake with me
Peter, John, James
Will none of you wait with me
Peter, John, James