Blood Money

Cast

• Michael Denison
• Bernard Hepton
• Grant Warnock
• Juliet Hammond
• Gary Whelan
• Cavan Kendall
• Stephen Yardley

• Season 1
• Episode 1: (#1.1)
  UK:6 September 1981...
• Episode 2: (#1.2)
  UK:13 September 1981...
• Episode 3: (#1.3)
  UK:20 September 1981...
• Episode 4: (#1.4)
  UK:27 September 1981...
• Episode 5: (#1.5)
  UK:4 October 1981...
• Episode 6: (#1.6)
  UK:11 October 1981...

• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• Blood Money - Bon Jovi
• Blood Money - Jon Bon Jovi
• Blood Money - David Wilcox
• Blood Money - Overkill
• Blood Money - The Church
• Blood Money - Andrew Lloyd Webber
• Blood Money - Delgados
• Blood Money - April Wine
• Blood Money - Church
• Blood Money - Primal Scream
• Blood Money - Metal Church
• Blood Money - Lil' O
• Blood Money - Jesus Christ Superstar
• Blood Money - Seventh Star
• Blood Money - Luke Pickett
• Blood Money - Widow Sunday
• Blood Money - Pop Group
• Blood Money - Alligator Stew

Hey Patty Garrett that's what I used to call you
They tell me you want me but I hear they've got you
They made you a lawman with a badge made of silver
They paid you some money to sell them my blood
But you say, this ain't about me and this ain't about you
Or the good and the bad times we've both been through
When the lines between brothers and justice have changed
You do what you've gotta cause you can't walk away
Wonder what would of have happened if you were the killer and I was the hero
Would things be the same ?
Or would I have traded your life for my own life ?
Would I have paid your debts in your place ?
I don't know
But this ain't about me and this ain't about you
Or the good and the bad times we've both been through
When the lines between brothers and justice have changed
You do what you've gotta cause you can't walk away
Blood money, that's what I call it
'Cause money for blood ain't no fair exchange
Blood money
Bought and then sold you

Hey Patty Garrett that's what I used to call you
They tell me you want me but I hear they've got you
They made you a lawman with a badge made of silver
They paid you some money to sell them my blood
But you say, this ain't about me and this ain't about you
Or the good and the bad times we've both been through
When the lines between brothers and justice have changed
You do what you've gotta cause you can't walk away
Wonder what would of have happened if you were the killer and I was the hero
Would things be the same ?
Or would I have traded your life for my own life ?
Would I have paid your debts in your place ?
I don't know
But this ain't about me and this ain't about you
Or the good and the bad times we've both been through
When the lines between brothers and justice have changed
You do what you've gotta cause you can't walk away
Blood money, that's what I call it
'Cause money for blood ain't no fair exchange
Blood money
Bought and then sold you
But your conscience is all you can take to your grave

I don't sell it
I don't deal it
I don't buy it
Don't have to steal it
Got your blood running through my veins
I ain't crying for your pity
It's a shame
It's blood money, blood money
Blood money, blood money
That's to blame
You can spend it
I don't want it
It won't pay for my sins
You can deal her
She don't count for much
She's your mistress
She's your lover
She's your mother
She's your wife
She ain't even spare change in your life
It's blood money, blood money
Blood money, blood money
Blood money, blood money
Blood money, blood money
That's to blame
It's a shame
Hey!
I don't need you
I don't want you
I don't love you no more
I ain't crying for your kisses
It's a shame
It's your blood money
That's to blame
They'll steal you
They'll rob you
They'll rape you
They'll fake you
They'll make you
They'll break you
They'll deal you
'Til you learn
It's blood money, blood money
Blood money, blood money
That you burn
Blood money
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Blood
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Blood a-money money
Money money money
Money money money
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Money money money

Who's the one you pray to?
Who's your Jesus man?
Where you go when it's over and done even if you can't?
With bruises on your ego, personality in a sling,
Clinging to selfrighteous pity never meant a thing.
So who is your big brother?
Who's your savior man?
Just some ink on the dotted line, an X if ya can't.
See misery loves company, you'll never feel a need,
We're guaranteed a lifetime... at least until ya bleed.
Suck the life out through the eyes.
Windows to another world.
Sifting through assorted lies,
Welcome to another brand new world.
A lot of people do it,
It happens everyday.
Doubt you'll ever know it's gone, don't use it anyway.
So come on in you'll sit right down I gotta deal for you.
A matter of integrity, here's all ya gotta do-o.
I'm not dealing with you..!
Not the one to thank,
Execution therapy,
Put that in your bank.
You're a liar...!
(Blood money!) Liar!!!
(Due now!) Liar!!!
(Blood money!) Liar!!!
Payment due an' I'm collecting you.
I am dealing with you...!
No one here to thank!
Too much insecurity,
Put that up your bank...!
I'm not dealing with you...!
No one here to thank!
Fuck you insecurity,

Blind with dollars,
Bought and sold.
And you pay for everything in cold, hard cash.
Better read through the fine print, you sift through the ash.
In the hand, blood money.
In the sand, blood money.
She's worth the ransom.
He says, ";Do you accept my card,
Or can I pay for it now in cold, hard cash?";
I'm priceless, you're worthless, but it's not a bad match.
And I know you understand, it's blood money.
There's such a big demand, for blood money.
A hundred and fifty grand, blood money.
It's flowing under the land, like blood money.
He's worth the ransom.
She says, ";Why can't you get hot?";
Because you pay for this now in cold, hard cash.
You make the front page, I'm gonna bring back the lash.
Then I know you'll understand, it's blood money.
There's such a big demand, for blood money.
A hundred and fifty grand, blood money.
It's flowing under the land, like blood money.

(Annas)
Cut the protesting
Forget the excuses
We want information
Get up off the floor
(Caiaphas)
We have the papers
We need to arrest him
You know his movements
We know the law
(Annas)
Your help in this matter
Won't go unrewarded
(Caiaphas)
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
(Judas)
I don't need your blood money
(Caiaphas)
Oh, that doesn't matter
Our expenses are good
(Judas)
I don't want your blood money
(Annas)
But you might as well take it
We think that you should
(Caiaphas)
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 more
(Judas)
On Thursday night
You'll find him where you want him
Far from the crowds
In the garden of Gethesmene
(Chorus)
Well done Judas

No one can say, that crime doesn't pay, that never is true
It's supply and demand, with blood on your hands, nighmares come
True
It's in all the headlines, you're the worst of a kind, a
Sinister breed
Such a contemptable way, to have your own say, you're poisoned
With greed
I said oh no (no no no no), you're completely insane
I said oh no (no no no no no), you'd take a life for material
Gain
Blood money, you got blood on your hands
Blood money, but still you make your demands
Blood money, you can't get any colder
Blood money, but still you're thinkin' it over
You don't have to be smart, it don't take any heart, least of
All, shame
Some turret stunt, open in the front, your motive is plain
And for those that contend, with the choice to condemn, I know
That you care
For those left alone, when it's time to go home, and nobody's
There
I said oh no (no no no no), you're completely insane
I said oh no (no no no no no), you'd take a life for material
Gain
Blood money, you got blood on your hands
Blood money, but still you make your demands
Blood money, you can't get any colder
Blood money, but still you're thinkin' it over
When you're out on the street, and you got nothin' to eat, it's
Easy to see
That you do what you can, still I don't understand, how wrong
You can be
Though it's all very clear, that you bargain with fear, there's
No justice at all
It's easy for some, they say the bigger they come, the harder
They fall
I said oh no (no no no no), you're completely insane
I said oh no (no no no no), you'd take a life for material gain
Blood money, you got blood on your hands
Blood money, but still you make your demands
Blood money, you can't get any colder

(Myles Goodwyn)
Published by Northern Goody Two Tunes, Ltd./CAPAC - ASCAP
No one can say, that crime doesn't pay, that never is true
It's supply and demand, with blood on your hands, nighmares come true
It's in all the headlines, you're the worst of a kind, a sinister breed
Such a contemptable way, to have your own say, you're poisoned with greed
I said oh no (no no no no), you're completely insane
I said oh no (no no no no no), you'd take a life for material gain
Blood money, you got blood on your hands
Blood money, but still you make your demands
Blood money, you can't get any colder
Blood money, but still you're thinkin' it over
You don't have to be smart, it don't take any heart, least of all, shame
Some turret stunt, open in the front, your motive is plain
And for those that contend, with the choice to condemn, I know that you care
For those left alone, when it's time to go home, and nobody's there
I said oh no (no no no no), you're completely insane
I said oh no (no no no no no), you'd take a life for material gain
Blood money, you got blood on your hands
Blood money, but still you make your demands
Blood money, you can't get any colder
Blood money, but still you're thinkin' it over
When you're out on the street, and you got nothin' to eat, it's easy to see
That you do what you can, still I don't understand, how wrong you can be
Though it's all very clear, that you bargain with fear, there's no justice at all
It's easy for some, they say the bigger they come, the harder they fall
I said oh no (no no no no), you're completely insane
I said oh no (no no no no), you'd take a life for material gain
Blood money, you got blood on your hands
Blood money, but still you make your demands
Blood money, you can't get any colder

Blind with dollars,
Bought and sold.
And you pay for everything in cold, hard cash.
Better read through the fine print, you sift through the ash.
In the hand, blood money.
In the sand, blood money.
She's worth the ransom.
He says, "Do you accept my card,
Or can I pay for it now in cold, hard cash?"
I'm priceless, you're worthless, but it's not a bad match.
And I know you understand, it's blood money.
There's such a big demand, for blood money.
A hundred and fifty grand, blood money.
It's flowing under the land, like blood money.
He's worth the ransom.
She says, "Why can't you get hot?"
Because you pay for this now in cold, hard cash.
You make the front page, I'm gonna bring back the lash.
Then I know you'll understand, it's blood money.
There's duch a big demand, for blood money.
A hundred and fifty grand, blood money.

[Instrumental]

[K. Vanderhoof / R.Munroe]
Cleaning up the wreckage of the past, how many more times
Will we have to pass the test
Their eyes have been upon our every move, they're waiting for us
We answer not to you
It's blood money, we're paying all the time,
It's blood money, no reason or no rhyme
It's blood money, we're paying all the time
It's blood money
The crime is in their minds
Huddled masses hiding down below, they wait for freedom
For how long nobody knows
We're fearing for the future and the past, we're waiting for the next time
They stab us in the back

[talking:]
Ain't no turning back now
A nigga too deep in nigga, I done tasted the fruit nigga
This the story this is it, this how it went down
The autobiography, of the Fat Rat with the cheese
Lil' O, based on a true story
[Lil' O:]
I hit the block in fatigue, with these drugs sitting in my asshole
Straight crack cocaine, hundred dollar street value
And we slanging on this spot, if you don't know you bitch we down you
Surround you, seven in your head is how they found you
The dope game done changed us, derange us into demons
We money hungry hustling, from morning to the evening
Finna see things, these boys ain't seen like plenty G's
Trying to get things these boys ain't got, they diamonds rings
Switched it down, a piece and gold chain
And a big body Benz, sitting on thangs
Know what I'm saying, so I got's to let em hang when I hit these streets
Concentrate on holding weight, and work my way to a ki
Stay away from hoe ass niggaz, that's surrounding me G
Cause if you ain't talking balling, you can't be around me
And even though, I'm a young nigga
My nuts hang, like they weigh a fucking ton nigga you understand
[Hook: x2]
See we never falling all in, young niggaz balling
Got's to get my grind, and I'm stalling
See my money calling, stay paid yiggy-yes y'alling
Cause being a grown nigga, is a prowling
[Lil' O:]
Now its two years later, everything is looking fine
Put up the seventeen, now a nigga scoring nine
Keep my bidness to myself, don't need these haters all in mine
You tell these boys your bidness, and they'll have you doing time
Hit the club starched and ironed, clutching on the bank
At the bar like a star, buying all my niggaz dranks
You don't even got to think, you know I got some revenue
Cause I'm piece and chain, POLO Guess doing tennis shoes
Taking pictures for my dog, on lock paying dues
He got five, so he got the Penitentiary blues
And that ain't cool but fool, look at these photos and laugh
Cause I'm posing with bad bitches, with my hands on they ass
Yeah this lifestyle's fast, pray to God I make change
But I'm in it to the death, I can't settle for some change
And it's strange we still hustle, but we know it don't last
But I'm in it to the death, I can't live without the cash
[Hook x2]
[Lil' O:]
My confessions as a changed man, a young adolescent
Now we thug niggaz hustling, counting money and blessings
Learn lessons of the game, I study crooks like books
Boss taught me how to pimp hoes, and cocaine cook
I overlooked the thoughts, of living right
Be consequences, yes indeed I had to pay the price
The confiscation of my freedom, what a sacrifice
Not scared to die, but still I lust forever lasting life
But I ain't crying I'm grinding, can't stop young nigga striving
Planning hostile take overs, power moves and perfect timing
Now my roof's popped up, my bitch bopped up
My pockets overflow, like a toilet stalked up
Picking up niggaz hoes, drop em off knocked up
And if they nigga plex, I leave his chest locked up
I'm coming up, so why these haters talking down on O
Man I bought you boys tampax, you niggaz is hoes
[Hook x2]
Bleed the block, bleed the block
Bleed the block, nigga G's and knots
Bleed the block, bleed the block

ANNASCut the protesting, forget the excuses.
We want information. Get up of the floor.
CAIAPHASWe have the papers we need to arrest him.
You know his movements. We know the law.
ANNASYour help in this matter won't go unrewarded.
CAIAPHASWe'll pay you in silver, cash on the nail.
We just need to know where the soldiers can find him.
ANNASWith no crowd around him.
CAIAPHASThen we can't fail.JUDASI don't need your blood money!
CAIAPHASOh, that doesn't matter, our expenses are good.
JUDASI don't want your blood money!
ANNASBut you might as well take it. We think that you should.
CAIAPHASThink 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.
Betrayal
JUDASOn Thursday night you'll find him where you want him.
Far from the crowds, in the Garden of Gethsemane.
CHOIRWell done Judas.

My open hand offered to you.
Yours returned, around a blade
and thrust in between my ribs.
My bloody hands weren't enough for you.
A spit in the face , Such a disgrace (2x).
A sin that cannot be ignored.
Can thirty pieces fill the void?
I gave everything I had.
To find out that I'd been had.
You took some more , Trying to settle the score.
Greedily snatching what I gave.
Adding humiliation to my pain.
Love unconditional
so unfathomable; forgiveness, no trace of sin
so hard to imagine.
A spit in the face , Such a disgrace (2x).
Yet, this is the only thing so real
a sacrifice that made my life complete.
Yes, this is the only thing so real

This is my route home. The curtain falls just behind me. I thought I was alone, until I felt wings of pain wrapped around me. I just thought you were walking the same way as me. I guess I was wrong

Disgust, contempt for the air you breathe
Soulless, coward you're a fucking disease
With every ounce of strength that I've got left
I won't stop until you feel what I feel
No one will save you now
Who would save you?
Focus now if only for a moment to collect the thoughts
I've become the instrument of death
Your face stares back now, blank and lifeless
Your eyes betray that glimmer of fear
The hope, the plead that I might relent
No longer man, now the bullet made flesh
And the gun in your mouth's only fueling my bloodlust
No one will save you now
Who would save you?
Focus now if only for a moment to collect the thoughts
I've become the instrument of death
Your face stares back now, blank and lifeless
How the fuck could it have come to this
I don’t know what happened to self control
Fate consumes and your debt will be paid
With every pint you spill for me
Everybody dance
Retribution comes in many forms
But I've saved the best for you
There's nothing left to tie me to this world
Except to be the one to avenge the fallen
It's so easy to prey on the weak
When the weak don’t have a choice
Just imagine if the bled fought back to reclaim what's been taken from them

Teeth beckon you
Who says guns speak louder
Who says guns speak louder
Money's a weapon of terror
Money's a weapon of terror
Spiders I can trust open my chest
An order is an order
Even when it makes no sense
An order is an order
Even when
An order is an order
An order is an order
Spiders I can trust open my
Teeth beckon you
Man trap
Thumb screw
Skulls teeth shine
Skulls teeth shine
Iron maiden
We are hungry and cold
Spiders I can trust open my chest
Boil my heart alive
Money's a weapon of terror
Who says guns speak louder who says guns speak
Louder
What does it feel like to kill a man
How can you wash the blood off your hands
Mercenary missionary mercenary missionary

met a man in the middle of the night
behind TJ'S bar and grill
Seven thousand dollars and a brand new gun
is gonna get your brother killed
your wife wants a diamond the bank wants your house support money takes your check
for seven thousand dollars you can get back on your feet but you'll never get your brother back
Once you look 'em in the eye and the money hits your hands
You can look into the mirror but you gonna see another man
Once you take money for blood ain't no easy refund plan
Blood Money gonna be your end
High priced lawyer with a house up on the hill
Defends a guilty man, but not the little girl he killed
When you took that big pay day from the man who let the blood run free