Tim Rice – Heaven On Their Minds lyrics


C’mon, c’mon
He won’t listen to me … I remember when this whole thing began. Listen, Jesus, do you care for your race? All I ask is that you listen to me. Nazareth, your famous son should have stayed a great unknown
Like his father carving wood He’d have made good. Please remember that I want us to live. It was beautiful, but now it’s sour. Tables, chairs, and oaken chests would have suited Jesus best. But it’s sad to see our chances weakening with every hour. And they’ll hurt you when they find they’re wrong. We are occupied; have you forgotten how put down we are? And they’ll crush us if we go too far. C’mon, c’mon
He won’t listen to me … You really do believe
This talk of God is true. For we are getting much too loud. Listen Jesus I don’t like what I see. All your followers are blind. And all the good you’ve done
Will soon get swept away. Please remember that I want us to live. If they go too far…. At last all too well
I can see where we all soon will be. Too much heaven on their minds. JUDAS

My mind is clearer now. And they’ll hurt you if they think you’ve lied. He’d have caused nobody harm; no one alarm. Listen, Jesus, to the warning I give. Jesus! No talk of God then, we called you a man. You’ve started to believe
The things they say of you. Don’t you see we must keep in our place? You’ve begun to matter more
Than the things you say. You have set them all on fire. If you strip away The myth from the man,
You will see where we all soon will be. Listen, Jesus, to the warning I give. But every word you say today
Gets twisted ’round some other way. I am frightened by the crowd. They think they’ve found the new Messiah. And believe me, my admiration for you hasn’t died. Yes it’s all gone sour. And remember, I’ve been your right hand man all along.