Teksty:
Organ Hallelujah

the organs not, The violins or the words the pope was saying. It was a black wedding, you could hear the organs but, No drunken story or real hallelujahs

everywhere. The guests are waitin' with sweet anticipation. As I look down the aisle, The preacher stops an' smiles. Church bells are ringin' an' the organ

mit. Hallelujah, Hallelujah. Von Jesus singt und Maria. Lasst Horen euer Stimmen viel. Eia, eia, Susani, susani, susani. Mit Orgel und mit Saitenspiel. Hallelujah, Hallelujah

a church-made Hugh Hef' And this beat got more high-hats than eight-foot chefs (Holla!) [Chorus: Celph Titled] Good God Almighty, say HALLELUJAH! Bitches

coke that'll heal a sick soon as it get in they nostrils A Dros Trios, bring the organs on ya A 40-Caliber'll turn ya to a organ donor And a day or two

flowers everywhere. The guests are waitin' with sweet anticipation. As I look down the aisle, The preacher stops an' smiles. Church bells are ringin' an' the organ