That's the way it all will end Die alone you never will Hell is here unleash your tail Well the lord above has never been on my side or Your side, Hallelujah Goat Walking through a fire like a soldier Kicking the door, and kicking the devil's whore

I'm gonna make you mine You're hallelujah, Sunday morning All I've ever needed, wanted Underneath this pale moon sky Yeah, I'm gonna make you mine You were made to shine under Southern stars Pure as the mountain rain You're the love songs pouring out of

I'll fly away I'll fly away, oh glory I'll fly away in the morning When I die, Hallelujah by and by Some bright morning when this life is over To that home on God's celestial shore When the shadows of this life have gone Like a bird from these prison

A teenage vow in a parking lot, 'til tonight do us part I sing the blues and swallow them too So hum hallelujah, just off the key of reason I thought I loved you, it was just how you looked in the light I could write it better than you ever felt it It's

Hallelujah, Bovay, Alabama I've discovered a man like no other man I've found a love to love like no other can I'm gonna marry a man like no other Light the fuse, hallelujah, hallelujah Love, love is the warmest color Petrol blues, hallelujah, hallelujah

Uptown funk you up I'm too hot (hot damn) Don't believe me just watch Don't believe me just watch uh Girls hit your hallelujah (whoo) 'Cause uptown funk gon' give it to you Uptown funk you up (say what?) Hey, hey, hey, oh Called a police and a fireman

In the name of God Listen when the prophet Speaks to you Killing in the name of God Twisting faith into violence Does following faith Lead us to violence? Glory, glory, hallelujah

No chill, no chill, no chill, no chill, for real But my shooters got shooters, they was born ready Nigga, for real Hallelujah, hallelujah, I was born ready Practice, what the fuck is practice? What the fuck is practice? Hallelujah, hallelujah, yeah Don't

Uptown funk you up I'm too hot (hot damn) Don't believe me just watch Don't believe me just watch uh Girls hit your hallelujah (whoo) 'Cause uptown funk gon' give it to you Uptown funk you up (say what?) Hey, hey, hey, oh Called a police and a fireman

You look like rain You're the hallelujah kind I'm the dust that spins and the gust of wind that's blowing by I'm a desert dry And in my thirsty eyes 'Cause I'm hell up here on the high wire You and your Sunday mornings Me and my Saturday nights You and