THE JUDAS KISS Dec. 13/83 Karl Rigelhof

Feel that pulsating rhythm
Pounding in his brain
He's got the music in him
That magic flowing through his veins

The melody soars
The words spill upon the page
But there must be something more
Like the feel of sweat upon the stage

To capture that emotion
And to unleash it from the heart
It takes years of devotion
To become master of the art

It's all a matter of perspective
Of whose side you are on
Whether or not your ideas are receptive
Can they predict where they've gone wrong

You have to make a social statement
Or an outstanding prophecy
Catch the beat off the pavement
The dirt of street philosophy

Churn up the reason for their misery
And ram it right back down their throats
It's what makes them happy
You might even win their votes

No one hears their cries
It falls upon deaf ears
They never stop to wonder why
They just cower in their fear

The power of persuasion
Will set them to the task
You know how to save them
All they have to do is ask

You have the will to change all of this
To at least affect it for a while
Don't be taken by the Judas kiss
There are lies behind their smiles