30 coins

When at f‌irst I met the man
His heart was beating in his hand
He said we have a mutual friend
But he's let it go to his head
Won't you make it right my boy
And make yourself some thirty coins

Never wanted to betray
I stumbled on a pretty face
There's wine for guilt and wine for play
Judgment for another day
As it turns out she enjoys
What I can buy with thirty coins

Well, can you feel it?
It's burning like f‌ire
It's burning like f‌ire
It's burning like f‌ire
Well, can you feel it?
It's burning like f‌ire
It's burning like f‌ire
It's burning like f‌ire

Here's St. Peter at the door
He was there the night before
His eyes are weak, his heart is sore
From thrice having betrayed his lord
The reason he's so damned annoyed
Is someone owes him thirty coins

Come give your soul to Jesus Christ
But the devil pays a better price
But once he has you thus employed
He only gives you thirty coins
Once he has you thus employed
He only gives you thirty coins

Well, can you feel it?
It's burning like f‌ire
It's burning like f‌ire
Burning like f‌ire
Can you feel it?
It's burning like f‌ire
Burning like f‌ire
Burning like f‌ire
Can you feel it
Burning like fire
It's burning like fire
Burning like fire
Can you feel it
Burning like fire
Burning like fire
Burning like fire

Can you feel it?