Jerusalem [Pass The Distance, 1971, Mushroom, UK] (Folk Rock, Psychedelic Rock)
The smell of newly-cut corn came sifting through the palm trees My eyes they were blinded by the sun reflecting on the seas One hundred dozen mermaids smiled as I passed through the haze The sound of familiar voices of yonder days
Jerusalem Jerusalem Jerusalem oh no
Jerusalem was made by a guy Oh I forget his name And Jesus was a drop-out A king who bore no crown Only his long hair flowing and blowing in the wind
And Jesus was a fisherman That's all he had to say Oh yeah, said "Now follow me disciples. Lead your lives a different way."
And he rode into Jerusalem on a donkey both bedraggled and lame And his Pharisees cursed his every word but did not laugh That made a change
And Jesus was a good guy who lived on figs and wine A political revolutionary out to let you have a good time
Jerusalem Jerusalem Jerusalem oh no
The sun it was rising just to christen his cross of fame Did he imagine at that moment two hundred million hypocrites would praise his name?
And were he now to come down those hypocrites would crucify him again And through the sweating crowds tears streaming down my face till I'm going insane I'm crying
Jerusalem Jerusalem Jerusalem oh no
The smell of newly-cut corn came sifting through the palm trees My eyes they were blinded by the sun reflecting on the seas Well that same sun was rising just to christen his cross of fame Did he imagine at that moment two hundred million hypocrites would praise his name?
And were he now to come down those hypocrites would crucify him again And through the sweating crowds tears streaming down my face till I'm going insane I'm crying
Jerusalem Jerusalem Jerusalem oh no
They're gonna put him inside And I'm yelling all I can Can't you see he's the Christ? oh no no And they don't understand a single word I say But I'm crying just the same
Jerusalem Jerusalem Jerusalem oh no
Gonna put him inside I'm yelling all I can Can't you see he's the Christ