Luyện nghe bài hát Hellalujah

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

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

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

How much money do you
How much you let me take?
I will you tranquility
Just send your wealth and to me

Life is to expire
And your soul burn in fire
You will in the thunder
you call my hotline number

God has you to make me rich
Me and my fat-rat gaudy
On your TVs late at
Send those checks, and I'll guide you to the

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

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

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

This is true, don't me
I'll even send you for free
only ten bucks for the call
And send 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

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

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

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

Pass the collection
(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

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

Now a special
This don't cost any money
Drip a of blessed water
Now I your daughter

Even I fucked a hooker
Took your baby and shook her
You still buy I sell
And I'm livin' well, see you in

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

Give me the healing power, I can it Lord
Rumilumilamanamanumi! boy is healed
Now, to the eye, it would appear
That this boy has not been

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