Well, you can wear those pajamas like those Tibetan llamas all day

You can be the ascetic profound and prophetic in most every way

You can model your life after Christ or suffice with Simon Peter

You can bathe in holy water bow to Gideon or Gautama

Or the pyramids of Giza

You can wear your frock, your collar, or your shawl

But there's a little bit of Judas in us all



You can keep your conscience swept clean

Your front lawn looking green

It's a keen neighborhood

You visit your sick mother weekly

Spring for charity freely like a moral man should

You brought two children in' the world a little boy, a little girl

You dutifully clothe and you feed them

ou come straight home to your wife

You want no trouble in your life

You swear you'll never cheat on them

Now suddenly you're feeling so small

'Cause there's a little bit of Judas in us all



Well, excuse my digression

But I had the distinct impression she loved me so

So as not to try her conscience

She handed me a crock of nonsense while she bled me slow

Now her picture hangs on the wall to remind me

There's a little bit of Judas in us all

A little bit of Judas, a little bit of Judas,

In us all