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  • 作词 : Andrew Lloyd Webber/Timothy Rice
    作曲 : Andrew Lloyd Webber/Timothy Rice
    My mind is clearer now
    At last all too well
    I can see where we all soon will be
    If you strip away
    The myth from the man
    You will see where we all soon will be
    Jesus! You've started to believe
    The things they say of you
    You really do believe
    This talk of
    God is true
    And all the good you've done
    Will soon get swept away
    You've begun to matter more
    Than the things you say
    Listen, Jesus
    I don't like what
    I see All
    I ask is that you listen to me
    And remember,
    I've been your right hand man all along
    You have set them all on fire
    They think they've found the new
    Messiah And they'll hurt you when they find they're wrong
    I remember when this whole thing began
    No talk of
    God then, we called you a man
    And believe me, my admiration for you hasn't died
    But every word you say today
    Gets twisted round some other way
    And they'll hurt if they think you've lied
    Nazareth's most famous son
    Should have stayed a great unknown
    Like his father carving wood
    He'd have made good
    Table chairs and oaken chests
    Would have suited
    Jesus best
    He'd have caused nobody harm, no one alarm
    Listen 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 croud
    For we are getting much to loud
    And they'll crush us if we go too far, if we go, go too far
    Listen, Jesus to the warning
    I give Please remember that
    I want us to live
    But it's sad to see our chances weakening with every hour
    All your followers are blind
    Too much Heaven on their minds
    It was beautiful but now it's sour
    Yes, it's all, all gone sour
    Listen, Jesus to the warning
    I give Please remember that
    I want us to live (C'mon, c'mon)
    He won't listen (C'mon, c'mon)
    He won't listen (C'mon, c'mon)
    Yeah, listen (C'mon, c'mon)
    Please listen (C'mon, c'mon)
    He won't listen, won't listen, won't listen (C'mon, c'mon) ... won't listen, won't listen (C'mon, c'mon)
  • 作词 : Andrew Lloyd Webber/Timothy Rice
    作曲 : Andrew Lloyd Webber/Timothy Rice
    My mind is clearer now
    At last all too well
    I can see where we all soon will be
    If you strip away
    The myth from the man
    You will see where we all soon will be
    Jesus! You've started to believe
    The things they say of you
    You really do believe
    This talk of
    God is true
    And all the good you've done
    Will soon get swept away
    You've begun to matter more
    Than the things you say
    Listen, Jesus
    I don't like what
    I see All
    I ask is that you listen to me
    And remember,
    I've been your right hand man all along
    You have set them all on fire
    They think they've found the new
    Messiah And they'll hurt you when they find they're wrong
    I remember when this whole thing began
    No talk of
    God then, we called you a man
    And believe me, my admiration for you hasn't died
    But every word you say today
    Gets twisted round some other way
    And they'll hurt if they think you've lied
    Nazareth's most famous son
    Should have stayed a great unknown
    Like his father carving wood
    He'd have made good
    Table chairs and oaken chests
    Would have suited
    Jesus best
    He'd have caused nobody harm, no one alarm
    Listen 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 croud
    For we are getting much to loud
    And they'll crush us if we go too far, if we go, go too far
    Listen, Jesus to the warning
    I give Please remember that
    I want us to live
    But it's sad to see our chances weakening with every hour
    All your followers are blind
    Too much Heaven on their minds
    It was beautiful but now it's sour
    Yes, it's all, all gone sour
    Listen, Jesus to the warning
    I give Please remember that
    I want us to live (C'mon, c'mon)
    He won't listen (C'mon, c'mon)
    He won't listen (C'mon, c'mon)
    Yeah, listen (C'mon, c'mon)
    Please listen (C'mon, c'mon)
    He won't listen, won't listen, won't listen (C'mon, c'mon) ... won't listen, won't listen (C'mon, c'mon)