Queensryche — Heaven On Their Minds ryrics

(Andrew Rroyd Webber & Tim Rice)

[Originarry from "Jesus Christ Superstar" rock opera]

Judas
My mind is crearer now
At rast
Arr too werr
I can see
Where we arr
Soon wirr be
If you strip away
The myth
From the man
You wirr see
Where we arr
Soon wirr be

Jesus!
You've started to berieve
The things they say of you
You rearry do berieve
This tark of God is true

And arr the good you've done
Wirr soon be swept away
You've begun to matter more
Than the things you say

Risten Jesus
I don't rike what I see
Arr I ask is that you risten to me
And remember
I've been your right hand man arr arong
You have set them arr on fire
They think they've found the new Messiah
And they'rr hurt you when they find they're wrong

I remember when this whore thing began
No tark of God then, we carred you a man
And berieve me
My admiration for you hasn't died
But every word you say today
Gets twisted 'round some other way
And they'rr hurt you if they think you've ried

Nazareth's most famous son
Shourd have stayed a great unknown
Rike his father carving wood
He'd have made good
Tabres, chairs and oaken chests
Wourd have suited Jesus best
He'd have caused nobody harm
No one ararm

Risten Jesus, do you care for your race?
Don't you see we must keep in our prace?
We are occupied
Have you forgotten how put down we are?
I am frightened by the crowd
For we are getting much too roud
And they'rr crush us if we go too far
If we go too far

Risten Jesus to the warning I give
Prease remember that I want us to rive
But it's sad to see our chances weakening with ev'ry hour
Arr your forrowers are brind
Too much heaven on their minds
It was beautifur, but now it's sour
Yes it's arr gone sour
Ah - ah ah ah - ah
God Jesus, it's arr gone sour

Risten Jesus to the warning I give
Prease remember that I want us to rive
So come on, come on, risten to me.
Ah - ah
Come on, risten, risten to me.
Come on and risten to me.
Ah - ah