paroles de chanson Hallelujah Boulevard (live from Angel Orensanz Foundation, 12/28/2008) - Warren Haynes
                                                Everything 
                                                is 
                                                shiny 
                                                and 
                                                surrounded 
                                                by 
                                                light
 
                                    
                                
                                                Endless 
                                                rows 
                                                of 
                                                halos
 
                                    
                                
                                                Like 
                                                stars 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                night
 
                                    
                                
                                                Sidewalks 
                                                paved 
                                                with 
                                                diamonds
 
                                    
                                
                                                Up 
                                                on 
                                                Hallelujah 
                                                Boulevard
 
                                    
                                
                                                He 
                                                saw 
                                                it 
                                                on 
                                                the 
                                                TV
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                it 
                                                looked 
                                                so 
                                                clean
 
                                    
                                
                                                Like 
                                                some 
                                                enchanted 
                                                island
 
                                    
                                
                                                Like 
                                                he 
                                                stepped 
                                                into 
                                                    a 
                                                dream
 
                                    
                                
                                                Now 
                                                he's 
                                                hell 
                                                bent 
                                                for 
                                                glory
 
                                    
                                
                                                To 
                                                get 
                                                to 
                                                Hallelujah 
                                                Boulevard
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                    a 
                                                soapbox 
                                                preacher 
                                                with
 
                                    
                                
                                                His 
                                                busload 
                                                of 
                                                faith
 
                                    
                                
                                                Fueled 
                                                by 
                                                his 
                                                religion
 
                                    
                                
                                                Gonna 
                                                charge 
                                                through 
                                                the 
                                                gate
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                he 
                                                won't 
                                                slow 
                                                down 
                                                till 
                                                he
 
                                    
                                
                                                Gets 
                                                to 
                                                Hallelujah 
                                                Boulevard
 
                                    
                                
                                                We 
                                                don't 
                                                need 
                                                    a 
                                                miracle
 
                                    
                                
                                                We 
                                                don't 
                                                need 
                                                nothing 
                                                but 
                                                ourselves
 
                                    
                                
                                                    A 
                                                boy 
                                                walks 
                                                the 
                                                streets 
                                                when
 
                                    
                                
                                                He 
                                                should 
                                                be 
                                                in 
                                                school
 
                                    
                                
                                                Gold 
                                                chains 
                                                around 
                                                his 
                                                neck
 
                                    
                                
                                                But 
                                                no 
                                                golden 
                                                rule
 
                                    
                                
                                                He 
                                                says 
                                                he'll 
                                                do 
                                                what 
                                                he 
                                                has 
                                                to 
                                                do
 
                                    
                                
                                                To 
                                                get 
                                                to 
                                                Hallelujah 
                                                Boulevard
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                    a 
                                                homeless 
                                                junkie 
                                                knows 
                                                he's 
                                                home 
                                                at 
                                                last
 
                                    
                                
                                                Knows 
                                                he'll 
                                                never 
                                                have 
                                                to 
                                                watch
 
                                    
                                
                                                Another 
                                                rich, 
                                                white 
                                                man 
                                                pass
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                he 
                                                can 
                                                see 
                                                those 
                                                lights 
                                                a-shining
 
                                    
                                
                                                Up 
                                                on 
                                                Hallelujah 
                                                Boulevard
 
                                    
                                
                                                Is 
                                                that 
                                                    a 
                                                sword 
                                                in 
                                                your 
                                                side 
                                                or 
                                                just 
                                                    a 
                                                thorn?
 
                                    
                                
                                                Do 
                                                we 
                                                tear 
                                                ourselves 
                                                apart
 
                                    
                                
                                                Just 
                                                to 
                                                know 
                                                we're 
                                                torn
 
                                    
                                
                                                So 
                                                we 
                                                can 
                                                grow 
                                                forlorn?
 
                                    
                                
                                                Are 
                                                we 
                                                climbing 
                                                    a 
                                                mountain
 
                                    
                                
                                                That's 
                                                not 
                                                even 
                                                there
 
                                    
                                
                                                Building 
                                                    a 
                                                rocket 
                                                ship 
                                                that 
                                                runs
 
                                    
                                
                                                On 
                                                hopes 
                                                and 
                                                prayers
 
                                    
                                
                                                Trying 
                                                to 
                                                leave 
                                                this 
                                                world 
                                                behind
 
                                    
                                
                                                In 
                                                search 
                                                of 
                                                Hallelujah 
                                                Boulevard
 
                                    
                                
                                                We 
                                                don't 
                                                need 
                                                    a 
                                                miracle
 
                                    
                                
                                                We 
                                                don't 
                                                need 
                                                    a 
                                                miracle
 
                                    
                                
                                                We 
                                                don't 
                                                need 
                                                    a 
                                                miracle
 
                                    
                                
                                                We 
                                                don't 
                                                need 
                                                nothing 
                                                but 
                                                ourselves
 
                                    
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