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Her parents named her |
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Hallelujah, the kids all called her |
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HollyAnd if she scared you then she's sorry, she's been stranded at these parties |
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These parties they start lovely |
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But they get druggy and they get ugly and they get bloody |
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The priest just kinda laughed, the deacon caught a draft |
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She crashed into the |
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Easter mass with her hair done up in broken glass |
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She was limping left on broken heels |
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When she said, "Father, can I tell your congregation how a resurrection really feels?" |
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Holly was a hoodrat, and now you finally know that |
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And she's been disappeared for years, today she finally came back |
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St. Louis had enslaved me, |
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I guess Santa |
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Ana saved me, |
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St. Peter had me on the queue, the |
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St. Paul saints they waved me through |
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I was all wrapped up in some video booth when |
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I heard her say "I love you too" |
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She said I've laid beneath my lovers but |
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I've never gotten laid |
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Some nights she felt protected, some nights she felt afraid |
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She spent half last winter just trying to get paid |
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From some guy she originally thought to be her savior |
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They wrote her name in magic marks on stop signs and subway cars |
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They got a mural up on |
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East 13th that said "Hallelujah, rest in peace" |
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Hallelujah was a hoodrat, and now you finally know that |
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She's been disappeared for years, today she finally came back |
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Walk on back, walk on back |
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She said don't turn me on again |
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I'd probably just go and get myself all gone again |
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Don't turn me on again |
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I'll probably just go and go and get myself all gone again |
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So don't turn me on again |
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I'll probably just go and go and get myself all gone again |
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Hallelujah was a sexy mess, she looked strung out but experienced |
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So we all got kind of curious |
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Walk on back... |
