Norm Lewis (born June 2, 1963 in Eatonville, Florida) is an African-America… Read Full Bio ↴Norm Lewis (born June 2, 1963 in Eatonville, Florida) is an African-American Broadway actor formerly enrolled with the "revival" of Les Misérables as Javert. He was enlisted until the short revival ends on September 1, 2007, which has since been extended until at least December 31, 2007, and now has been named to close officially on January 6, 2008, although tickets were originally planned for purchasing through March of 2008. He is currently playing King Triton in the Broadway production of The Little Mermaid which previewed in Denver July 26-September 9, 2007, and is starting on Broadway January 10, 2007. Lewis has also performed in The Who's Tommy, Side Show (along with Jeff McCarthy, Alice Ripley, Emily Skinner, and Hugh Panaro),Chicago and Miss Saigon. He also appeared in the concert version of the Tim Rice musical Chess (musical) in 2003.
All the Wasted Time
Norm Lewis Lyrics
Now, if I help you, it matters that you see
These sordid kinds of things are coming hard to me
It's taken me some time to work out what to do
I weighed the whole thing up before I came to you
I have no thought at all about my own reward
I really didn't come here of my own accord
Just don't say I'm
Damned for all time
I came because I had to, I'm the one who saw
Jesus can't control them like he did before!
And furthermore, I know that Jesus thinks so, too
Jesus wouldn't mind that I was here with you
I have no thought at all about my own reward
I really didn't come here of my own accord
Just don't say I'm
Damned for all time
Annas, you're a friend, a worldly man and wise
Caiaphas, my friend, I know you symphathise
Why are we the prophets? Why am I the one
Who see the sad solution, know what must be done?
I have no thought at all about my own reward
I really didn't come here of my own accord
Just don't say I'm damned
For all time
Cut the protesting, forget the excuses
We want information, get up off the floor
We have the papers we need to arrest him
You know his movements, we know the law
Your help in this matter won't go unrewarded
We'll pay you in silver, cash on the nail
We just need to know where the soldiers can find him
With no crowd around him
Then we can't fail
I don't want your blood money
Oh, that doesn't matter, our expenses are good
I don't need your blood money
But you might as well take it, we think that you should
Think of the things you can do with that money
Choose any charity, give to the poor
We've noted your motives, we've noted your feelings
This isn't blood money, it's a fee, nothing
Fee, nothing fee, nothing more
On Thursday night, you'll find him where you want him
Far from the crowds, in the Garden of Gethsemane
Well done, Judas
Good old Judas
Well done, Judas
Good old Judas
These sordid kinds of things are coming hard to me
It's taken me some time to work out what to do
I weighed the whole thing up before I came to you
I have no thought at all about my own reward
I really didn't come here of my own accord
Just don't say I'm
Damned for all time
Jesus can't control them like he did before!
And furthermore, I know that Jesus thinks so, too
Jesus wouldn't mind that I was here with you
I have no thought at all about my own reward
I really didn't come here of my own accord
Just don't say I'm
Damned for all time
Annas, you're a friend, a worldly man and wise
Caiaphas, my friend, I know you symphathise
Why are we the prophets? Why am I the one
Who see the sad solution, know what must be done?
I have no thought at all about my own reward
I really didn't come here of my own accord
Just don't say I'm damned
For all time
Cut the protesting, forget the excuses
We want information, get up off the floor
We have the papers we need to arrest him
You know his movements, we know the law
Your help in this matter won't go unrewarded
We'll pay you in silver, cash on the nail
We just need to know where the soldiers can find him
With no crowd around him
Then we can't fail
I don't want your blood money
Oh, that doesn't matter, our expenses are good
I don't need your blood money
But you might as well take it, we think that you should
Think of the things you can do with that money
Choose any charity, give to the poor
We've noted your motives, we've noted your feelings
This isn't blood money, it's a fee, nothing
Fee, nothing fee, nothing more
On Thursday night, you'll find him where you want him
Far from the crowds, in the Garden of Gethsemane
Well done, Judas
Good old Judas
Well done, Judas
Good old Judas
Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: ANDREW LLOYD WEBBER, TIM RICE
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@AdamANeal
Thank you for posting -- this brings me such joy -- I had the pleasure of performing in a production of Parade in 2003, and I'd get married myself if I could get Carolee to perform! :)