Hallelujah Lyrics - Prefab Sprout

Hallelujah 

There are all kinds of things, I could ask you if I chose 

But I don't, do I dear, good intentions don't survive here 

No, instead my requests tend to be dumb as hell 

Move in close, closer still, I hear the songs of Georgie Gershwin 

I swear at you 'cause I believe that sweet talk like candy rots teeth, so 

No Hallelujahs, no Hallelujahs or gifted voices 

To sing your praises I'd be walking on wheels 

No whoops or war crys, no whoops or war crys or caramias 

All translations will read, 'Marry me now' 

Well, I sing to express my belief that sweet talk like candy rots teeth, so 

With his hand on his heart, it's a posing place 

While draining the mystery from your face 

He admits all he's chasing is the chase 

But you won't let him run 

You make him suffer for all he's gone done 

He'll still be hurting when the kingdom comes 

Move in close till you see, he only wants what he can't have 

So when he gets it he's as good as bad 

Move in close, closer still, I hear the songs of Georgie Gershwin 

Oh, Hallelujah, how I'm walking on wheels