judas tree

there's a judas tree up on the hill

and a body's hangin' there

there's a judas tree up on the hill

yeah

a body's hangin' there

nobody wants to cut it down

nobody seems to care

there's silver in his pocket

baby

and there's blood upon his hands

he put religion on a rocket

missionaries in the bad

bad lands

yeah

love was in that judas kiss

but nobody really understands

love is a curse

and you keep reeling from the blows

what makes it so much worse

you all think you're juliets and romeos

that you keep runnin' to your mistresses

and your pretty gigolos

they say when you die hangin'

you get hard as you go down

they say when you die hangin'

you get hard as you go down

i think i'll cut poor judas loose

from the tree

and i'll take him underground