Well, you can wear those pajamas like those Tibetan llamas all day You can be the ascetic profound and prophetic in most every way You can model your life after Christ or suffice with Simon Peter You can bathe in holy water bow to Gideon or Gautama Or the pyramids of Giza You can wear your frock, your collar, or your shawl But there's a little bit of Judas in us all
You can keep your conscience swept clean Your front lawn looking green It's a keen neighborhood You visit your sick mother weekly Spring for charity freely like a moral man should You brought two children in' the world a little boy, a little girl You dutifully clothe and you feed them ou come straight home to your wife You want no trouble in your life You swear you'll never cheat on them Now suddenly you're feeling so small 'Cause there's a little bit of Judas in us all
Well, excuse my digression But I had the distinct impression she loved me so So as not to try her conscience She handed me a crock of nonsense while she bled me slow Now her picture hangs on the wall to remind me There's a little bit of Judas in us all A little bit of Judas, a little bit of Judas, In us all
