I’ve heard there was a secret chord
That David played and it pleased the Lord
But you don’t really care for music do you?
It goes like this – the fourth, the fifth
The minor fall, the major lift
The baffled King composing alelúia

Alelúia, alelúia, alelúia, alelúia

Your faith was strong but you needed proof
You saw her bathing on the roof
Her beauty in the moonlight overthrew you
She tied you to a kitchen chair
She broke your throne, she cut your hair
And from your lips she drew the alelúia

Alelúia, alelúia, alelúia, alelúia

Maybe I’ve been here before
I know this room, I’ve walked this floor
I used to live alone before I knew you
I’ve seen your flag on the Marble Arch
Love is not a victory march
It’s a cold and it’s a broken alelúia

Alelúia, alelúia, alelúia, alelúia

There was a time when you let me know
What’s real and going on below
But now you never show it to me, do you?
And remember when I moved in you
The holy dark was moving too
And every breath we drew was alelúia

Alelúia, alelúia, alelúia, alelúia

Maybe there’s a God above
And all I ever learned from love
Was how to shoot at someone who outdrew you
And it’s not a cry you can hear it night
It’s not somebody who’s seen the light
It’s a cold and it’s a broken alelúia

Alelúia, alelúia, alelúia, alelúia
Alelúia, alelúia, alelúia, alelúia