Hallelujah, I just love her so That's why I know, yes, I know Now, if I call her on the telephone And tell her that I'm all alone By the time I count from one to four I hear her - on my door In the evening when the sun goes down When there is nobody else

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

Hallelujah Day sing hallelujah, Hallelujah day sing hallelujah. Hallelujah Day sing hallelujah, love is on its way. It's coming to ya, children gather round now, Clap your hands and sing. That old sun is shining down, Soon the bells are gonna ring. Can't

Ain't nothing more important than the mula (The mula) Hallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah Ain't nothing more important than the mula Where my real niggas that's gon' ride for me Where my fine freaks that's gon' ride for me I'm with my shooter

Hallelujah, Hallelujah It's a cold and it's a broken Hallelujah Well I heard there was a secret chord That David played and it pleased the Lord But you don't really care for music, do you? Well it goes like this: the fourth, the fifth The minor fall and

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

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

Skankin' sweet Forget your troubles and rock with me You nuh feel how reggae music sweet, yeah-e-yeah Everybody wanna feel irie I'm gonna be skankin' Skankin', groovin', hallelujah Skankin', groovin, help me Jah Jah Skankin', groovin', under pressure

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