Sounds in the key of me
Through my eyes as I was meant to see
J.C. was a man
Who had suave ways
He could speak to the people
And keep them thoroughly amazed
On how love could help them so much more
Than the tyranny that had now become the core
J.C. was a pusher of Love for sure
Well he sold no ware but he bought their time
The politically corrupt deemed this a crime
And Judas was his brother as well as his best man
To wed him to a fate to protect him as a man
So he copped a plea for a little follow through
For the crowds were growing and the noise was to
To save his brother he did what he had to do
How was he to know that John would change the fate
That the Baptist or Jesus now had a sealed date
With the cross of wrong to hang for death
To bide the ride of political unrest
Had they chosen John then where would we be
The short straw chose the course of history