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How does it feel to play the Judas game? How does it feel to sell your best friend down the line? When you see somebody breaking is all the trouble you've been taking paying off - in their shaking and their crying? I remember all the times you said I was your sister, I was your idol, I was your friend. Is that why you kicked me when I was falling, down on my knees and crawling? Well - we'll see who stands up tall in the end... CHORUS: Lady get on your way, I've got nothing to say but before you go - one thing you should be remembering... to pick up your thirty pieces of silver... I believe it's the going rate for this kind of thing Yes - I'll admit that I am bitter now. Just to think that I've lived this long and still I am so naive. But you have to trust sometimes. Not all of life can have dotted lines you can sign and seal before you can believe. And yes - I'll admit that I've been human too - I've made my mistakes and what we sow we all must reap... but two wrongs don't make a right. I won't stand with you and fight. I'll just leave you to the night and I hope you can sleep... CHORUS: Lady get on your way, I've got nothing to say but before you go - one thing you should be remembering... to pick up your thirty pieces of silver... I believe it's the going rate for this kind of thing Oh lady - lady - just tell me why? Haven't I always done my best by you? If you're looking for forgiveness, I'm sorry, there's none in me. You just took one look at him and you left me here to sink or swim - you cast an empty vessel out on a stormy sea... CHORUS: Lady get on your way, I've got nothing to say but before you go - one thing you should be remembering... to pick up your thirty pieces of silver... I believe it's the going rate for your kind of thing Lyrics & Music: © Rosie Hardman 1977  If you have a recording of Rosie singing this song live in a club (no matter how poor the quality!) Please EMAIL! |