Jesus Christ Superstar
Andrew Lloyd Webber
Tim Rice
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Jesus Christ Superstar
Authors:
Andrew Lloyd Webber – music, orchestration, musical direction
Tim Rice – lirics
The singers:
Judas Iscariot – Murray Head
Jesus Christ – Ian Gillan
Mary Magdalene – Ivonna Elliman
Pontius Pilate – Barry Dennen
King Herod – Mike D'Abo
Peter – Paul Devis
Caiaphas, High Priest – Victor Brox
Priest – Paul Raven
Annas – Brain Keith
Simon Zealotes – John Gustafson
Maid by the Fire – Annette Brox
ACT-I
Overture.
No text.
Heaven on their minds.
JUDAS
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 you if they think you've lied
Nazareth your famous son should have stayed a great unknown
Like his father carving wood – he'd have made good
Tables 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 crowd
For we are getting much too loud
And they'll crush us if we 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 gone sour
What's the buzz. / Strange thing, Mystifying.
Bethany, Friday Night
APOSTLES
What's the buzz? Tell me, what's happening?
JESUS
Why should you want to know?
Don't you mind about the future,
Don't you try to think ahead
Save tomorrow for tomorrow,
Think about today instead
APOSTLES
What's the buzz? Tell me what's happening?
JESUS
I could give you facts and figures -
I could give you plans and forecasts
Even tell you where I'm going -
APOSTLES
When do we ride into Jerusalem?
JESUS
Why should you want to know?
Why are you obsessed with fighting
Times and fates you can't defy?
If you knew the path we're riding
You'd understand it less than I
APOSTLES
What's the buzz? Tell me what's happening
MARY MAGDALENE
Let me try to cool down your face a bit
JESUS
That feels nice, so nice...
Mary that is good -
While you prattle through your supper –
Where and when and who and how
She alone has tried to give me
What I need right here and now
APOSTLES
What's the buzz? Tell me what's happening?
JUDAS
It seems to me a strange thing, mystifying
That a man like you can waste his time on women of her kind
Yes, I can understand that she amuses
But to let her stroke you, kiss your hair, is hardly in your line
It's not that I object to her profession
But she doesn't fit in well with that you teach and say
It doesn't help us if you're inconsistent
They only need a small excuse to put us all away
JESUS
Who are you to criticise 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 can be so
Shallow thick and slow
There is not a man among you who knows
or cares if I come or go
ALL (save JUDAS)
No you're wrong! You're very wrong!
How can you say that?
JESUS
Not one – not one of you!
Everything's alright.
MARY MAGDALENE
Try not to get worried, try not to turn on to
Problems that upset you, oh, don't you know
Everything's alright, yes, everything's fine
And we want you to sleep well tonight
Let the world turn without you tonight
If we try we'll get by so forget all about us tonight
APOSTLES' WOMEN
Everything's alright, yes, everything's alright, yes
MARY MAGDALENE
Sleep and I shall soothe you, calm you and anoint you
Myrrh for your hot forehead, oh, then you'll feel
Everything's alright, yes, everything's fine
And it's cool and the ointment's sweet
For the fire in your heap and feet
Close your eyes, close your eyes
And relax think of nothing tonight
APOSTLES' WOMEN
Everything's alright, yes, everything's alright, yes
JUDAS
Woman, your fine ointment – brand new and expensive
Could have been saved for the poor
Why has it been wasted? We could have raised maybe
Three hundred silver pieces or more
People who are hungry, people who are starving
Matter more than your feet and hair
MARY MAGDALENE
Try not to get worried, try not to turn on to
Problems that upset you, oh, don't you know
Everything's alright, yes, everything's fine
And we want you to sleep well tonight
If we try we'll get by so forget all ab
out us tonight
APOSTLES' WOMEN
Everything's alright, yes, everything's alright, yes
JESUS
Surely, you're not saying we have the resources
To save the poor from their lot?
There will be poor always, pathetically struggling -
Look at the good things you're got
Think! While you still have me
More! While you still see me
You'll be lost and you'll be so sorry when I'm gone
MARY MAGDALENE
Sleep and I shall soothe you, clam you, and anoint you
Myrrh for your hot forehead, oh, then you'll feel
Everything's alright, yes, everything's fine
And it's cool and the ointment's sweet
For the fire in your head and feet
Close your eyes, close your eyes
And relax think of nothing tonight
Close your eyes, close your eyes and relax
ALL
Everything's alright, yes, everything's alright, yes
This Jesus must die.
Jerusalem, Sunday
PRIEST 1
Good Caiaphas the council waits for you
The Pharisees and priests are here for you
CAIAPHAS
Ah gentlemen – you know why we are here
We've not much time and quite a problem here
MOB (outside)
Hosanna! Superstar!
ANNAS
Listen to that howling mob of blockheads in the street!
A trick or two with lepers and the whole town's on its feet
ALL
He is dangerous
MOB (outside)
Jesus Christ Superstar -
Tell us that you're who they say you are
ALL
He is dangerous
PRIEST 2
The man is in town right now to whip up some support
PRIEST 3
A rabble rousing mission that I think we must abort
ALL
He is dangerous!
MOB (outside)
Jesus Christ Superstar!
ALL
He is dangerous!
PRIEST 2
Look Caiaphas – they're right outside our yard
PRIEST 3
Quick Caiaphas – go call the Roman guard
CAIAPHAS
No wait – we need a more permanent solution
to our problem ...
ANNAS
What then to do about Jesus of Nazareth
Miracle wonderman – hero of fools?
PRIEST 3
No riots, no army, no fighting, no slogans
CAIAPHAS
One thing I'll say for him – Jesus is cool
ANNAS
We dare not leave him to his own devices
His half-witted fans will get out of control
PRIEST 3
But how can we stop him? His glamour increases
By leaps every minute – he's top of the poll
CAIAPHAS
I see bad things arising –
The crowd crown him king,
Which the Romans would ban
I see blood and destruction,
Our elimination, because of one man
Blood and destruction, because of one man
ALL
Because, because, because of one man
CAIAPHAS
Our elimination, because of one man
ALL
Because, because, because of one, 'cause of one, 'cause of one man
PRIEST 3
What then to do about this Jesusmania?
ANNAS
How do we deal with the carpenter king?
PRIEST 3
Where do we start with a man who is bigger
Then John was when John did his Baptism thing?
CAIAPHAS
Fools! You have no perception!
The stakes we are gambling are frighteningly high!
We must crush him completely -
So like John before him, this Jesus must die
For the sake of the nation this Jesus must die
ALL
Must die, must die, this Jesus must die
CAIAPHAS
So like John before him, this Jesus must die
ALL
Must die, must die, this Jesus must, Jesus must, Jesus must die!
Hosanna.
CROWD
Hosanna Heysanna Sanna Sanna Ho
Sanna Hey Sanna Ho Sanna
Hey JC, JC won't you smile at me?
Sanna Ho Sanna Hey Superstar
CAIAPHAS
Tell the rabble to be quiet we anticipate a riot
This common crowd is much too loud
Tell the mob who sing your song
That they are fools and they are wrong
They are a curse, they should disperse
CROWD
Hosanna Heysanna Sanna Sanna Ho
Sanna Hey Sanna Ho Sanna
Hey JC, JC won't you are alright by me
Sanna Ho Sanna Hey Superstar
JESUS
Why waste your breath moaning at the crowd?
Nothing can be done to stop the shouting
If every tongue was still the noise would still continue
The rocks and stones them selves would start to sing:
CROWD (with JESUS)
Hosanna Heysanna Sanna Sanna Ho
Sanna Hey Sanna Ho Sanna
Hey JC, JC won't you fight for me?
Sanna Ho Sanna Hey Superstar
Simon Zealotes. / Poor Jerusalem.
CROWD
Christ you know I love you
Did you see I waved?
I believe in you and God
So tell me that I'm saved
Christ you know I love you
Did you see I waved?
I believe in you and God
So tell me that I'm saved
Jesus I am with you
Touch me touch me Jesus
Jesus I am on your side
Kiss me kiss me Jesus
SIMON ZEALOTES
Christ, what more do you need to convince you
That you've made it and you're easily as strong
As the filth from Rome who rape our country
And who've terrorized our people for so long?
CROWD
Christ you know I love you
Did you see I waved?
I believe in you and God
So tell me that I'm saved
Christ you know I love you
Did you see I waved?
I believe in you and God
So tell me that I'm saved
Jesus I am with you
Touch me touch me Jesus
Jesus I am on your side
Kiss me kiss me Jesus
SIMON ZEALOTES
There must be over fifty thousand
Screaming love and more for you
Everyone of fifty thousand
Would do whatever you ask him to
Keep them yelling their devotion
But add a touch of hate at Rome
You will rise to a greater power
We will win ourselves a home
You'll get the power and the glory
For ever and ever and ever
Amen! Amen!
JESUS
Neither you Simon, nor the fifty thousand
Nor the Romans, nor the Jews,
Nor Judas, nor the Twelve,
Nor the Priests, nor the Scribes
Nor doomed Jerusalem itself,
Understand what power is
Understand what glory is
Understand at all ... understand at all
If you knew all that I knew, my poor Jerusalem
You'd see the truth, but you close your eyes
But you close your eyes
While you live your troubles are many, poor Jerusalem
To conquer death you only have to die
Pilate's dream.
Pontius Pilate's House, Monday
PILATE
I dreamed I met a Galilean
A most amazing man
He had that look you very rarely find
The haunting hunted kind
I asked him to say what had happened
How it all began
I asked again – he never said a word
As if he hadn't heard
And next the room was full of wild and angry men
They seemed to hate this man -
They fell on him and then
They disappeared again
Than I saw thousands of millions
Crying for this man
And then I heard them mentioning my name
And leaving me the blame
The temple.
MONEYLENDERS AND MERCHANTS
Roll on up – for my price is down
Come on in – for the best in town
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