Sing hallelujah when I am here no more,

Raise your voice and sing it load and clear,

Let the music fill everybody’s ear,

And let the world be shaken to it’s core.

Let praise roll, off the tongue of everyone,

And when night comes, Sing to the stars,

Don’t let the moon be dim in the headlights of the cars,

Sing hallelujah, let your singing stun.

Let the voices of the nightingales sing, oh, so sweetly,

But your voice should be clearer than them all,

Will you hear the voice of God and the voice of me as we, oh, so softly call,

Sing hallelujah till the dawn comes fleetly.

Point your coronets to heaven for the angels dead,

Point your horns to the devil down below,

Let the song play on, through darkest night and in the morning glow,

Sing hallelujah and remember the words I once said.


I’m only a manĀ 

I’m only a man 

Singing Ay dee dee Ay dee dee Ay dee dee Ay

I couldn’t possibly know all but I can damn well try  

To know who is that man in the coffin 

He had so many wives 

I can’t even count em

I mean I know there was Lucy and Margaret and Elsie 

And about 20 Mary’s and 10 more Joan’s but who is the man in the coffin

Ay dee dee Ay dee dee Ay dee dee Ay

He died or was killed nobody knows

Suicide or murder no one could guess 

With wives a mourning and burials due 

The police need an answer before their times through 

Another man dead another man dying 

The soul of this man won’t get very far 

He was old and lecherous    

Abusive and cruel 

He deserved what was coming 

And when it came he knew 

Ay dee dee Ay dee dee Ay dee dee Ay 

And now his wives they’re alone in this world 

No one supports them 

Or buys them new pearls 

They’re looking for an answer 

Who killed their man?

And why did they do it so soon?

Ay dee dee Ay dee dee Ay dee dee Ay 

Since this death and the perils of mourning 

I’ve done some research and thinking too

I’ve discovered the man who a killed him 

And by Jove you knew it too

To even utter that he killed himself

Would be sheer madness I know

But look at Elsie poor little Elsie 

Rolling in his money too soon too soon

Elsie was married before this old man 

To a criminal named Jefferey a cruel hearted man 

He killed three men just for excitement 

And it seemed Elsie knew what to do

Ay dee dee Ay dee dee Ay dee dee Ay

So to conclude this rambling mess of words

A man was murdered just by an old bird

She was bitter and twisted 

And so was he 

So why should we care when she’s hung 

Oh I do no see who is to blame 

They’re both as bad as each other

So why should she hang?

why should he be dead?

It really doesn’t matter 

Ay dee dee Ay dee dee Ay dee dee Ay 

Ay dee dee Ay dee dee Ay

A simple song to an unknown tuneĀ 

A simple song to an unknown tune 

And you just don’t know if it will end soon

As the music floods from that deep, dark pit

And it’s melody grasps you by the neck 

And it drags you up 

To the top of your toes 

And your heart beats like the drums below 

A simple song to an unknown tune 

And it’s harmonies remove the gloom 

From that isolated, hellish room

And the world that crumbles each time you sing 

Is brought down by these melodies

A simple song to an unknown tune

Can definitely end the doom and gloom

But you have to find that simple tune to make the world just fall together

To make the world just come together 

To make the world the way that it should beee