Will I be in town,
when hell swallows Beverly Hills,
Will you be around,
when I come to my senses and I confess that I love you still.
Well Hallelujah, and hooray… for me.
I can smile and nod my way through almost every situation.
Even you, even you have your eyes on something,
in control of your own world but king of nothing.
your a prize with a catch, working on commission
a traitor to the cause, all the faith in the world but you chose the wrong religion
So Hallelujah, and hooray… for you.
you can bat your eyes through almost every desperate situation.
Aren’t you happy, can’t you see,
how well things are going for me
aren’t you happy, can’t you see.
Well I’ll be in town right,
when hell swallows all of us whole,
you won’t be anywhere in sight,
and I’ll lay here with Lucy and place bets on whose souls will be released from the night,
and listen to the low-ballers bargain their hearts for a second chance at the light.
all the while they’re singing, oh yeah they’re singing,
Hallelujah, and hooray… for all of them,
they can beg and plead their way through just about every situation.
-Chris Hess
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