作词 : Simon Finn
 作曲 : Simon Finn
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, 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 it 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, 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?
Oh, 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 no
Jerusalem
Jerusalem
Jerusalem
Oh, no no
The smell of newly-cut corn
Came sifting through those 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?
Oh, 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 no
Jerusalem
Jerusalem
Jerusalem
Oh, no no
They're gonna put him inside
I'm yelling all I can
Can't you see he's the Christ?
Oh, no no no
And they don't understand a single word I say
But I'm crying just the same
They would think that I'm insane
Oh, Jerusalem
Jerusalem
Jerusalem
Oh, no
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Jerusalem
Jerusalem
Jerusalem
Oh, no no
Gonna put him inside
I'm yelling all I can
Can't you see he's the Christ
The Christ, the Christ
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