The Rubens - Hallelujah текст песни

You’re a fool on your back with a book in your hand and no handle on fun
You got the power to think and a heart with a beat
But you’re using just one
I feel you looking at me as if you’re hoping to see I got a fork for a tongue
Cause I’m a son of a gun
Thank goodness you’ve come
I’m saved, hallelujah hallelujah halle-
I’m saved, hallelujah hallelujah halle-
Too late, what’s it to ya, what’s it to ya, what’s it-
I’m saved, hallelujah hallelujah halle-
I‘d like a kick in the teeth or a pat on the back if we’re taking it slow
Maybe a sword in my side to siphon the life, create a venomous flow
You’ve got no message to preach there’s not a love you can teach that I don’t
already know
‘Cause I’m a son of a gun
And I’ll wait till you’re done
I’m saved, hallelujah hallelujah halle-
I’m saved, hallelujah hallelujah halle-
Too late, what’s it to ya, what’s it to ya, what’s it-
I’m saved, hallelujah hallelujah halle-
Now I’m not sure of much but of love you can bet that I ain’t ever wrong
It’s a thrill and a rush ‘cause one moment it’s here and the next it is gone
Chop me up into bits put a pinch on my lip and call a feather a ton
‘Cause I’m a son of a gun
Thank goodness you’ve come
‘Cause I’m a son of a gun
‘Cause I’m a son of a gun
And I’ll wait till you’re done
‘Cause I’m a son of a gun
I’m saved, hallelujah hallelujah halle-
I’m saved, hallelujah hallelujah halle-
Too late, what’s it to ya, what’s it to ya, what’s it-
I’m saved, hallelujah hallelujah halle-
Don’t wait
For me hunter, I’m in front of, you forever
Don’t hate
On my feeling, that you’re kneeling, you’re a dancer
Just take
Take a moment, slow your movement, now go faster
I’m saved
Not a loser, 'cause you used to
Hallelujah