Blue jeans on in the living room
Mother's busy with a kitchen broom
9 o'clock, headlights cross the wall
The white lines dance on the interstate
Going downtown, gonna stay out late
The band plays and they're singing hallelujah
Hallelujah hallelujah hallelujah
Some are sinners, some are saints
Singing the songs out loud
They all come for different reasons
They're not strangers in this crowd
Some say music can save your soul
Others say the devil loves rock and roll
All that boy sees is the girl in the second row
It's the first verse of the seventh song
All the under-agers are singing along
The drummer smiles and shouts out Hallelujah
Hallelujah hallelujah hallelujah
Some are sinners, some are saints
Singing the songs out loud
They all come for different reasons
They're not strangers in this crowd
After the show the girl from the second row is
At the merch booth buying a t-shirt
He says hello, they talk about the band
They smile, they laugh and they flirt
Singing Hallelujah
Singing Hallelujah
Some are sinners, some are saints
Singing the songs out loud
They all come for different reasons
They're not strangers in this crowd
We're not strangers in this crowd
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Lyrics submitted by Brad.