Holy-moly,
Caught in the rainbow’s end,
Got to get my grip before I give in,
Oh, deceiver, calling on apostasy,
Caught in your snare: iniquity…and now I’m falling.
Kicked and scratched, and bruised as you take the cross for me,
It’s so sad, you see,
Free the Judas in me.
Armed and ready, you brought in your attack,
You stuck it to me in the back,
Silver shekels,
Hung by the Judas tree,
You found the wickedness in me, and now I’m crawling.
Kicked and scratched, and bruised as you take the cross for me,
It’s so sad, you see,
Free the Judas in me.
Kicked and scratched, and bruised as you take the cross for me,
It’s so sad, you see,
Free the Judas in me,
Kicked and scratched, and bruised as you take the cross for me,
It’s so sad, you see,
Free the Judas in me.
