Hallelujah I'm still here, still bringin' it to ya Ohm, like Buddha Good girls know how to get hard too, ya I'm all fucked up in my Sunday best No walk of shame 'cause I love this dress Hungover, heart of gold, holy mess Doin' my best (Ah), bitch, I'm blessed Oh, if you couldn't tell We can always find the trouble, we don't need no help Singing oh, mama raised me well But I don't wanna go to Heaven without raisin' hell Hands up, witness Solo cup full of holy spirits Somethin' wicked Speakin' in tongues in my blood-red lipstick I'm all fucked up in my Sunday best No walk of shame 'cause I love this dress Only God can judge this holy mess Bitch, I'm blessed Oh, if you couldn't tell We can always find the trouble, we don't need no help Singing oh, mama raised me well But I don't wanna go to Heaven without raisin' hell Beat like this, make me feel that power Oh, if you couldn't tell We can always find the trouble, we don't need no help Singing oh, mama raised me well But I don't wanna go to Heaven without raisin' hell Can I get an amen? This is for the misfits of creation Take this as your holy validation (Come on) You don't need to hide your celebratin' This is our salvation Can I get an amen? This is for the misfits of creation Take this as your holy validation You don't need to hide your celebratin' This is our salvation