Tim Rice - Simon Zealotes/Poor Jerusalem lyrics

Simon Zealots 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 And every one 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! Poor Jerusalem 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 d**h you only have to die You only have to die