Lyrics:

We sang the Hallelujah as it stopped raining
Though the priest had stopped believing long ago
And his companion began to laugh at the irony of that
And we walked along in an uncomfortable silence
Yeah Hallelujah
Hallelujah
Saint Patrick led the sailors into the wasteland
A herd of swine surrounded them one day
It was the answer to their prayers a sure sign that God did care
But McCarthy disagreed 'It's not that simple.'
So Hallelujah
Hallelujah
The fisherman, he rode the city's river
The dirty water rose through sorry plains
And the vandal, Moor, and Jew ?upon Gay Street? heard the news
They commissioned him to rise up from the cupboard
Yeah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah