Judas: Woman, your fine ointment, brand new and expensive Could have been saved for the poor. Why has it been wasted? We could have raised maybe Three hundred silver pieces or more. People who are hungry, people who are starving They matter more than your feet and hair.
Mary Magdalene: Try not to get worried, try not to turn on to Problems that upset you, oh. Don't you know Everything's alright, yes, everything's fine, And we want you to sleep well tonight. Let the world turn without you tonight. If we try, well get by, so forget all about us tonight.
Jesus: Surely you're not saying we have the resources To save the poor from their lot? There will be poor always, pathetically struggling Look at the good things you've got. Think while you still have me! Move while you still see me! You'll be lost, you'll be so sorry When I'm gone.