Luyện nghe bài hát Hellalujah

"Give God the first portion of your income, say with me"
"Give God the first of your income"
"Give it first, not the deducts
Not after the security"

And the hospitalization, and the
Not all these things on ya check, ya say
'I'ma God a little what's left
You do and what you gonna get from God"

Who am I? I'm not the
I can take you to my
Above the rocks, above the
me what your soul is worth

How money do you make?
How will you let me take?
I give you tranquility
Just send your and checks to me

Life is going to
And your will burn in fire
You will perish in the
Unless you call my hotline

God has asked you to make me
Me and my fat-rat bitch
On your TVs late at
Send those checks, and guide you to the light

"Don't put away your wallets yet, brothers and sisters
There's somebody here I'd like all of you to
is little Jonathan, Jonathan
Say to the lovely people"

"Hello", "Jonathan has problems, twisted
Tangled legs, crooked spine but we can heal boy
For just, six dollars
We can this boy"

God called me and stopped by
And He told me gonna die
Unless you buy My holy
Check, cash or a money

This is true, question me
I'll even send you for free
It's ten bucks for the call
And I'll a prayer, no charge at all

Put your up to the screen
Close your eyelids, and
Your lips to mine, now send the
And you're there, you can kiss my ass

your paycheck, and send me half
And I'll you God's autograph
get you Allah's, and Buddah's too
Even Zeus, I dont a fuck who
Just send me money

"Would you like to be healed, Jonathan?"
"Yeah, Reverend", "You see, and sisters, this
Excuse me I told him to page me on a Sermon Day
Yes? Uh huh, Hallelujah, outtie, people, that was the
Today only, He will heal this boy, for just five dollars"

the collection plate
(Show me how you give)
Pass the collection
(Give, give, give)

the collection plate
(Show me how you give)
Pass the collection
(Show me how you give)
(I'll you how to live)

total's twenty-two eleven
For set of keys to Heaven
Make the out in my name
Me or God all the same

Bring crippled ass to me
Pay my the holy fee
I'll bless your legs, and your chair
Then wheel your bitch-ass outta

Now a ceremony
This part cost any money
Drip a drop of water
Now I your daughter

Even I fucked a hooker
Took your baby girl and her
You still buy everything I
And I'm well, see you in Hell

"Four-thousand eight-hundred,
Five thousand, Hallelujah! You did it, and sisters
Are you ready, Jonathan?", "Yes Reverend"
"Lord almighty, met Your price"

Give me the power, I can feel it Lord
Rumilumilamanamanumi! This boy is
Now, to the naked eye, it appear
That this boy has not been

But I can you
boy's spirit has been healed, inside this tangled
Mangled frame is a healed little boy, his is healed Hallelujah!"