Last Supper

Look at all my trials and tribulations
 Sinking in a gentle pool of wine
 Don't disturb me now; I can see the answers
 Till this evening is this morning, life is fine
 Always hoped that I'd be an apostle
 Knew that I would make it if I tried
 Then when we retire, we can write the Gospels
 So they'll still talk about us when we die
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 The end is just a little harder when
 Brought about by friends
 For all you care
 This wine could be my blood
 For all you care
 This bread could be my body
 The end
 This is my blood you drink
 This is my body you eat
 If you would remember me
 When you eat and drink
 I must be mad, thinking
 I'll be remembered, yes
 I must be out of my head!
 Look at your blank faces
 My name will mean nothing
 Ten minutes after I'm dead!
 One of you denies me
 One of you betrays me
 (Not I!) (Who would?) (Impossible!)