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 head and feet
Close your eyes close your eyes
And relax think of nothing tonight
Judas:
Hey-hey-hey
Woman your fine ointment - brand new and expensive
Should 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
They matter more than your feet and hair
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've got!
Think! while you still have me
Move! while you still see me
You'll be lost and you'll be so sorry when I'm gone
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