Roll on up -- for my price is down
Come on in -- for the best in town
Take your pick of the finest wine
Lay your bets on this bird of mine
Roll on up -- for my price is down
Come on in -- for the best in town
Take your pick of the finest wine
Lay your bets on this bird of mine
Name your price I got everything
Come and buy it's all going fast
Borrow cash on the finest terms
Hurry now while stocks still last
Roll on up Jerusalem
Here it isn't us and them
While our temples still survive
We at least are still alive
Come all classes come all creeds
I can fix your wildest needs
Name your pleasure I will sell
I got heaven I got hell
What you see is what you get
No one's been disappointed yet
Don't be scared give me a try
There is nothing you can't buy"
(fade, screaming)
Roll on up, for my price is down.
Come on in for the best in town.
Take your pick of the finest wine.
Lay your bets on this bird of mine.
Roll on up, for my price is down.
Come on in for the best in town.

JESUS

My temple should be a house of prayer,
But you have made it a den of thieves.
Get out! Get out!
My time is almost through.
Little left to do.
After all, I've tried for three years.
Seems like thirty, seems like thirty.

CROWD

See my eyes, I can hardly see.
See me stand, I can hardly walk.
I believe you can make me whole.
See his tongue, He can hardly talk.
See my skin, I'm a mass of blood.
Change my life,For I know you can.
I believe you can make me well.
See my purse, I'm a poor, poor man.
Will you touch, will you mend me Christ?
Won't you touch, will you heal me Christ?
Will you kiss, you can cure me Christ?
Won't you kiss, won't you pay me Christ?

See my eyes, I can hardly see.
See me stand, I can hardly walk.
I believe you can make me whole.
See my tongue, I can hardly talk.
See my skin, I'm a mass of blood.
Change my life,For I know you can.
I believe you can make me well.
See my purse, I'm a poor, poor man.
Will you touch, will you mend me Christ?
Won't you touch, will you heal me Christ?
Will you kiss, you can cure me Christ?
Won't you kiss, won't you pay me Christ?

See my eyes, I can hardly see.
See me stand, I can hardly walk.
I believe you can make me whole.
See his tongue, He can hardly talk.
See my skin, I'm a mass of blood.
Change my life,For I know you can.
I believe you can make me well.
See my purse, I'm a poor, poor man.
Will you touch, will you mend me Christ?
Won't you touch, will you heal me Christ?
Will you kiss, you can cure me Christ?
Won't you kiss, won't you pay me Christ?

JESUS

There's too many of you...Don't push me.
There's too little of me...Don't crowd me.
Heal yourselves!