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ACT-I

Overture.

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Heaven on their minds.

JUDAS

My mind is clearer now – at last all too wellI can see where we all soon will beIf you strip away the myth from the manYou will see where we all soon will beJesus! You've started to believeThe things they say of youYou really do believeThis talk of God is trueAnd all the good you've doneWill soon get swept awayYou've begun to matter moreThan the things you sayListen Jesus I don't like what I seeAll I ask is that you listen to meAnd remember – I've been your right hand man all alongYou have set them all on fireThey think they've found the new MessiahAnd they'll hurt you when they find they're wrongI remember when this whole thing beganNo talk of God then – we called you a manAnd believe me – my admiration for you hasn't diedBut every word you say todayGets twisted round some other wayAnd they'll hurt you if they think you've liedNazareth your famous son should have stayed a great unknownLike his father carving wood – he'd have made goodTables chairs and oaken chests would have suited Jesus bestHe'd have caused nobody harm – no-one alarmListen Jesus do you care for your race?Don't you see we must keep in our place?We are occupied – have you forgotten how put down we are?I'm frightened by the crowdFor we are getting much too loudAnd they'll crush us if we go too farListen Jesus to the warning I givePlease remember that I want us to liveBut it's sad to see our chances weakening with every hourAll your followers are blindToo much heaven on their mindsIt was beautiful but now it's sourYes it's all gone sour

What's the buzz. / Strange thing, Mystifying.

Bethany, Friday Night

APOSTLES

What's the buzz? Tell me, what's happening?

JESUS

Why should you want to know?Don't you mind about the future,Don't you try to think aheadSave tomorrow for tomorrow,Think about today instead

APOSTLES

What's the buzz? Tell me what's happening?

JESUS

I could give you facts and figures -I could give you plans and forecastsEven tell you where I'm going -

APOSTLES

When do we ride into Jerusalem?

JESUS

Why should you want to know?Why are you obsessed with fightingTimes and fates you can't defy?If you knew the path we're ridingYou'd understand it less than I

APOSTLES

What's the buzz? Tell me what's happening

MARY MAGDALENE

Let me try to cool down your face a bit

JESUS

That feels nice, so nice...Mary that is good -While you prattle through your supper – Where and when and who and howShe alone has tried to give meWhat I need right here and now

APOSTLES

What's the buzz? Tell me what's happening?

JUDAS

It seems to me a strange thing, mystifyingThat a man like you can waste his time on women of her kindYes, I can understand that she amusesBut to let her stroke you, kiss your hair, is hardly in your lineIt's not that I object to her professionBut she doesn't fit in well with that you teach and sayIt doesn't help us if you're inconsistentThey only need a small excuse to put us all away

JESUS

Who are you to criticise her? Who are you to despise her?Leave her, leave her, let her be nowLeave her, leave her, she's with me nowIf your slate is clean – then you can throw stonesIf your slate is not then leave her aloneI'm amazed that men like you can be soShallow thick and slowThere is not a man among you who knowsor cares if I come or go

ALL (save JUDAS)

No you're wrong! You're very wrong!How can you say that?

JESUS

Not one – not one of you!

Everything's alright.

MARY MAGDALENE

Try not to get worried, try not to turn on toProblems that upset you, oh, don't you knowEverything's alright, yes, everything's fineAnd we want you to sleep well tonightLet the world turn without you tonightIf we try we'll get by so forget all about us tonight

APOSTLES' WOMEN

Everything's alright, yes, everything's alright, yes

MARY MAGDALENE

Sleep and I shall soothe you, calm you and anoint youMyrrh for your hot forehead, oh, then you'll feelEverything's alright, yes, everything's fineAnd it's cool and the ointment's sweetFor the fire in your heap and feetClose your eyes, close your eyesAnd relax think of nothing tonight

APOSTLES' WOMEN

Everything's alright, yes, everything's alright, yes

JUDAS

Woman, your fine ointment – brand new and expensiveCould have been saved for the poorWhy has it been wasted? We could have raised maybeThree hundred silver pieces or morePeople who are hungry, people who are starvingMatter more than your feet and hair

MARY MAGDALENE

Try not to get worried, try not to turn on toProblems that upset you, oh, don't you knowEverything's alright, yes, everything's fineAnd we want you to sleep well tonightIf we try we'll get by so forget all about us tonight

APOSTLES' WOMEN

Everything's alright, yes, everything's alright, yes

JESUS

Surely, you're not saying we have the resourcesTo save the poor from their lot?There will be poor always, pathetically struggling -Look at the good things you're gotThink! While you still have meMore! While you still see meYou'll be lost and you'll be so sorry when I'm gone

MARY MAGDALENE

Sleep and I shall soothe you, clam you, and anoint youMyrrh for your hot forehead, oh, then you'll feelEverything's alright, yes, everything's fineAnd it's cool and the ointment's sweetFor the fire in your head and feetClose your eyes, close your eyesAnd relax think of nothing tonightClose your eyes, close your eyes and relax

ALL

Everything's alright, yes, everything's alright, yes

This Jesus must die.

Jerusalem, Sunday

PRIEST 1

Good Caiaphas the council waits for youThe Pharisees and priests are here for you

CAIAPHAS

Ah gentlemen – you know why we are hereWe've not much time and quite a problem here

MOB (outside)

Hosanna! Superstar!

ANNAS

Listen to that howling mob of blockheads in the street!A trick or two with lepers and the whole town's on its feet

ALL

He is dangerous

MOB (outside)

Jesus Christ Superstar -Tell us that you're who they say you are

ALL

He is dangerous

PRIEST 2

The man is in town right now to whip up some support

PRIEST 3

A rabble rousing mission that I think we must abort

ALL

He is dangerous!

MOB (outside)

Jesus Christ Superstar!

ALL

He is dangerous!

PRIEST 2

Look Caiaphas – they're right outside our yard

PRIEST 3

Quick Caiaphas – go call the Roman guard

CAIAPHAS

No wait – we need a more permanent solutionto our problem ...

ANNAS

What then to do about Jesus of NazarethMiracle wonderman – hero of fools?

PRIEST 3

No riots, no army, no fighting, no slogans

CAIAPHAS

One thing I'll say for him – Jesus is cool

ANNAS

We dare not leave him to his own devicesHis half-witted fans will get out of control

PRIEST 3

But how can we stop him? His glamour increasesBy leaps every minute – he's top of the poll

CAIAPHAS

I see bad things arising – The crowd crown him king,Which the Romans would banI see blood and destruction, Our elimination, because of one manBlood and destruction, because of one man

ALL

Because, because, because of one man

CAIAPHAS

Our elimination, because of one man

ALL

Because, because, because of one, 'cause of one, 'cause of one man

PRIEST 3

What then to do about this Jesusmania?

ANNAS

How do we deal with the carpenter king?

PRIEST 3

Where do we start with a man who is biggerThen John was when John did his Baptism thing?

CAIAPHAS

Fools! You have no perception!The stakes we are gambling are frighteningly high!We must crush him completely -So like John before him, this Jesus must dieFor the sake of the nation this Jesus must die

ALL

Must die, must die, this Jesus must die

CAIAPHAS

So like John before him, this Jesus must die

ALL

Must die, must die, this Jesus must, Jesus must, Jesus must die!

Hosanna.

CROWD

Hosanna Heysanna Sanna Sanna HoSanna Hey Sanna Ho SannaHey JC, JC won't you smile at me?Sanna Ho Sanna Hey Superstar

CAIAPHAS

Tell the rabble to be quiet we anticipate a riotThis common crowd is much too loudTell the mob who sing your songThat they are fools and they are wrongThey are a curse, they should disperse

CROWD

Hosanna Heysanna Sanna Sanna HoSanna Hey Sanna Ho SannaHey JC, JC won't you are alright by meSanna Ho Sanna Hey Superstar

JESUS

Why waste your breath moaning at the crowd?Nothing can be done to stop the shoutingIf every tongue was still the noise would still continueThe rocks and stones them selves would start to sing:

CROWD (with JESUS)

Hosanna Heysanna Sanna Sanna HoSanna Hey Sanna Ho SannaHey JC, JC won't you fight for me?Sanna Ho Sanna Hey Superstar

Simon Zealotes. / Poor Jerusalem.

CROWD

Christ you know I love youDid you see I waved?I believe in you and GodSo tell me that I'm savedChrist you know I love youDid you see I waved?I believe in you and GodSo tell me that I'm savedJesus I am with youTouch me touch me JesusJesus I am on your sideKiss me kiss me Jesus

SIMON ZEALOTES

Christ, what more do you need to convince youThat you've made it and you're easily as strongAs the filth from Rome who rape our countryAnd who've terrorized our people for so long?

CROWD

SIMON ZEALOTES

There must be over fifty thousandScreaming love and more for youEveryone of fifty thousandWould do whatever you ask him toKeep them yelling their devotionBut add a touch of hate at RomeYou will rise to a greater powerWe will win ourselves a homeYou'll get the power and the gloryFor ever and ever and everAmen! Amen!

JESUS

Neither you Simon, nor the fifty thousandNor the Romans, nor the Jews,Nor Judas, nor the Twelve,Nor the Priests, nor the ScribesNor doomed Jerusalem itself,Understand what power isUnderstand what glory isUnderstand at all ... understand at allIf you knew all that I knew, my poor JerusalemYou'd see the truth, but you close your eyesBut you close your eyesWhile you live your troubles are many, poor JerusalemTo conquer death you only have to dieYou only have to die

Pilate's dream.

Pontius Pilate's House, Monday

PILATE

I dreamed I met a GalileanA most amazing manHe had that look you very rarely findThe haunting hunted kindI asked him to say what had happenedHow it all beganI asked again – he never said a wordAs if he hadn't heardAnd next the room was full of wild and angry menThey seemed to hate this man -They fell on him and thenThey disappeared againThan I saw thousands of millionsCrying for this manAnd then I heard them mentioning my nameAnd leaving me the blame

The temple.

MONEYLENDERS AND MERCHANTS

Roll on up – for my price is downCome on in – for the best in townTake your pick of the finest wineLay your bets on this bird of mineRoll on up – for my price is downCome on in – for the best in townTake pour pick of the finest wineLay your bets on this bird of mineName your price I got everythingCame and buy it's all going fastBorrow cash on the finest termsHurry now while stocks still lastRoll on up – for my price is downCome on in – for the best in townTake your pick of the finest wineLay your bets on this bird of mineRoll on up – for my price is downCome on in – for the best in townTake pour pick of the finest wineLay your bets on this bird of mineName your price I got everythingCame and buy it's all going fastBorrow cash on the finest termsHurry now while stocks still lastRoll on up – for my price is downCome on in – for the best in townTake your pick of the finest wineLay your bets on this bird of mineRoll on up – for my price is downCome on in – for the best in town

JESUS

My temple should be a house of prayerBut you have made it a den of thievesGot out! Get out!My time is almost throughLittle left to doAfter all I've tried for three years,Seems like thirtySeems like thirty!

CROWD

See my eyes I can hardly seeSee me stand I can hardly walkI believe you can make me wholeSee my tongue I can hardly talkSee my skin I'm a mass of bloodSee my legs I can hardly standI believe you can make me wellSee my purse I'm a poor poor manWill you touch will you mend me ChristWon't you touch will you heal me ChristWill you kiss you can cure me ChristWon't you kiss won't you pay me ChristSee my eyes I can hardly seeSee me stand I can hardly walkI believe you can make me wholeSee my tongue I can hardly talkSee my skin I'm a mass of bloodSee my legs I can hardly standI believe you can make me wellSee my purse I'm a poor poor manWill you touch will you mend me ChristWon't you touch will you heal me ChristWill you kiss you can cure me ChristWon't you kiss won't you pay me ChristSee my eyes I can hardly seeSee me stand I can hardly walkI believe you can make me wholeSee my tongue I can hardly talkSee my skin I'm a mass of bloodSee my legs I can hardly standI believe you can make me wellSee my purse I'm a poor poor manWill you touch will you mend me ChristWon't you touch will you heal me ChristWill you kiss you can cure me ChristWon't you kiss won't you pay me Christ

JESUS

There's too many of you – don't push meThere's too little of me – don't crowd meHeal yourselves!

Everything's alright.

MARY MAGDALENE

Try not to get worried try no to turn on toProblems that upset you oh don't you knowEverything's alright yes everything's fine

JESUS

And I think I shall sleep well tonightLet the world turn without me tonight

MARY MAGDALENE

Close your eyes close year eyesAnd forget all about us tonight

I don't know how to love him?

MARY MAGDALENE

I don't know how to love himWhat to do how to move himI've been changed yes really changedIn these past few days when I've seen myselfI seem like someone elseI don't know how to take thisI don't see why he moves meHe's a man he's just a manAnd I've had so many men beforeIn very many waysHe's just one moreShould I bring him down Should I scream and shoutShould I speak of love Let my feelings outI never thought I'd come to this -What's it all aboutDon't you think it's rather funnyI should be in this positionI'm the one who's always beenSo calm so cool, no lover's foolRunning every showHe scares me soI never thought I'd come to this -What's it all aboutYet if he said he loved meI'd be lost I'd be frightenedI couldn't cope just couldn't copeI'd turn my head I'd back awayI wouldn't want to knowHe scares me soI want him soI love him so

Damned for all time. / Blood money.

Jerusalem, Tuesday

JUDAS

Now if I help you it matters that you seeThese sordid kind of things are coming hard to meIt's taken me some time to work out what to doI weighed the whole thing up before I came to youI have no thought at all about my own rewardI really didn't come here of my own accordJust don't say I'mDamned for all timeI came because I had to I'm the one who sawJesus can't control it like he did beforeAnd furthermore I know that Jesus thinks so tooJesus wouldn't mind that I was here with youI have no thought at all about my own rewardI really didn't come here of my own accordJust don't say I'mDamned for all timeAnnas you're a friend a wordly man and wiseCaiaphas my friend I know you sympathiseWhy are we the prophets? Why are we the ones?Who see the sad solution – know what must be doneI have no thought at all about my own rewardI really didn't come here of my own accordJust don't say I'mDamned for all time

ANNAS

Cut the protesting forget the excusesWe want information get up off the floor

CAIAPHAS

We have the papers we need to arrest himYou know his movements – we know the law

ANNAS

Your help in this matter won't go unrewarded

CAIAPHAS

We'll pay you in silver – cash on the nailWe just need to know where the soldiers can find him

ANNAS

With no crowd around him

CAIAPHAS

Then we can't fail***

JUDAS

I don't need your blood money!

CAIAPHAS

Oh that doesn't matter our expenses are good

JUDAS

I don't want your blood money!

ANNAS

But you might as well take it – we think that you should

CAIAPHAS

Think of the things you can do with that moneyChoose any charity – give to the poorWe've noted your motives we've noted your feelingsThis isn't blood money – it's a fee nothingFee nothing, fee nothing more.

JUDAS

On Thursday night you'll find him where you want himFar from the crowds in the Garden of Gethsemane

CHOIR

Well done JudasGood old Judas