Heaven on Their Minds Songtext
von Zubin Varla

My mind is clearer now
At last all to well
I can see where we all soon will be
If you strip away
The myth from the man
You will see
Where we all soon will be

Jesus!
You started to believe
The things they say of you
You really do believe
This talk of God is truuuue
And all the good you′ve done
Will soon get swept away
You begun to matter more
Than the things you say


Listen, Jesus I don't like what I see
All I ask is that you listen to me
And remember, I′ve been your right hand man all along
You have set them all on fire
They think they've found the new Messiah
And they'll hurt you when they find they′re wrong

I remember when this whole thing began
No talk of God then, we called you a man
And believe me, my admiration for you hasn′t died
But every word you say today
Gets twisted 'round some other way
And they′ll hurt you if they think you've lied

Nazareth, your famous son should have stayed a Great Unknown
Like his father carving wood, he′d have made good
Table, chair, and oaken chest would have suited Jesus best
He'd have caused nobody harm; no one alarm
Listen, Jesus, do you care for your race?
Don′t you see we must keep in our place?
We are occupied; have you forgotten how put down we are?
And our conquerors object to another noisy sect
And they'll crush us if we go to far
If we go too far


Listen, Jesus, to the warning I give
Please remember that I want us to live
But it's sad to see our chances weakening with every hour
All your followers are blind
Too much heaven on their minds
It was beautiful, but now it′s sour
Yes, it′s all gone sour

Listen, Jesus, to the warning I give
Please remember that I want us to live
So listen, Jesus to the warning I give
Ohh, I, I just want us to live
It's all-lll-lll
Gone sour