Why that worried face my dear? Everything’s alright
You look ever so pale Jesus, your face is snowy white
Please sit back down my friend, how you scare me so
With your anxious face and clammy palms, tell me what you know.
All I desire is for you to sleep well and dream as you doze
To place your head upon this pillow, and forget all about those;
Who cause you grief and antagonise your despair
Yes it is Judas who watches us from over there
With those beetle black eyes, with their bulging veins
As he clutches his alcohol bottle, he will never change
Forget about that man, he is nothing to you
Believe in yourself and all the wonders you do
Let me massage you with this ointment, soothe away the pain
Deliver you from your haunting thoughts, which wash your brain again
Judas what are you doing, you disillusioned man?
When I am trying to soothe him, you do all you can
To break the peace, to shatter the serenity
Jesus don’t react, he heightens the mood intensity
Mary look at yourself, with your whoring ways
You try to look important, creating public displays
Of affection towards Jesus, I know it is an act
A woman such as you cannot love, it’s a fact
This fine ointment is costly, what about the poor?
Jesus, that was our mission don’t look at the floor
We need to help the hungry, people overcome with despair
And all you seem to care about is your feet and hair.