Strange Thing, Mystifying

[Judas]

It seems to me a strange thing, mystifying

That a man like you can waste his time

On women of her kind.



Now I can understand that she amuses,

But to let her stroke you, kiss your hair

That's hardly in your line.



It's not that I object to her profession,

But she doesn't fit in well

With what you teach and say



It doesn't help us if your inconsistent.

They only need a small excuse

To put us all away.



[Jesus]

Who are you to criticize her?

Who are you to despise her?

Leave her, leave her. Let her be now.

Leave her, leave her. She's with me now.

If your slate is clean, then you can throw stones.

If your slate is not, then leave her alone.



I'm amazed that men like you

Could be so shallow, thick, and slow.

There is not a man among you

Who knows, or cares, if I come or go.



[Apostle's and others]

No, your wrong. You're very wrong.

No, your wrong. You're very wrong.

No, your wrong. You're very wrong.

No, your wrong. You're very wrong.

How can you say that?

How can you say that?

How can you say that?

How can you say that?



[Jesus]

Not one, not one of you!




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