Judas

Judas Iscariot is kicking up seashells and he is cursing
 He's being tortured by the roaring in his mind
 That won't surrender the scene
 And even here alone in the dark, a thousand eyes are burning
 Holes into his heart
 Holes into his heart
 Jesus, he was the schoolyard martyr
 Was every mother's perfect son
 Not like Judas
 In the back of the schoolbus
 Invisible to everyone
 Well, there was lots of love in between Joseph and Mary
 Joseph was the head coach at the high school
 And they were living down on Judas' street
 They'd be pitching Sundays in the grass
 And usually Judas' father would be drunk off his ass
 Jesus, he was the schoolyard martyr
 Was every mother's perfect son
 Not like Judas
 In the back of the schoolbus
 Invisible to everyone
 Last night Judas' father
 Threw his son against the wall
 And that's how you learn to become invisible
 And it may well have been any day like the rest
 But the tape shows him moving
 And he's standing in the hall
 He's never felt this alone before
 He's walking through the door and it's springtime
 Judas Iscariot is kicking up seashells and he is cursing
 And if he stands here long enough maybe
 He will turn to stone and wash away
 He won't find the bullets
 On that fated morning
 And he will wake up from this dream
 Jesus, he was the schoolyard martyr
 Was every mother's perfect son
 Not like Judas
 In the back of the schoolbus
 Invisible to everyone
 Jesus, he was the schoolyard martyr
 Was every mother's perfect son
 Not like Judas
 In the back of the schoolbus
 Invisible to everyone