[verse 1]
There's a Judas tree up on the hill, and a body's hanging there
There's a Judas tree up on the hill, yeah, a body's hanging there
Nobody wants to cut it down, nobody seems to care
There's silver in his pocket babe, 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

[guitar solo]

[Verse 2]
Love is a curse, and you keep reeling from the blows
What makes it so much worse, y'all think you're Juliets and Romeos
That you keep runnin' to your mistresses, and your pretty gigolos

[2nd guitar solo]

[Verse 3]
They say when you die hanging, you gеt hard as you go down
They say when you die hanging, you gеt hard as you go down
I think I'll cut poor Judas loose from the tree, and I'll take him underground