Hallelujah from November Antique by Molly Zenobia

Now I heard there was a secret chord
that David played and it pleased the Lord,
But you don't really care for music do ya?
And it goes like this, the fourth, the fifth
The minor fall and the major lift,
The baffled Kings composing Hallelujah.

Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah

Your faith was strong, but you needed proof.
You saw her bathing on the roof
Her beauty in the moonlight overthrew ya.
But she tied you to her kitchen chair,
she broke your throne, and she cut your hair,
and from your lips you drew the Hallelujah.

Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah.

I did my best, it wasn't much
I couldn't feel, so I tried to touch
I told the truth
I didn't mean to fool ya.
And even though it went all wrong
I'll stand before the Lord of song,
with nothing on my tongue, but Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah

• Experimental
• art rock
• heart break
• indie rock
• vintage
• vocals
• Los Angeles