Will I be in town?

When hell swallows Beverly Hills

Will you be around?

When I come to my senses and confess that I love you still

So hallelujah, and hooray for me

I can smile and nod my way through almost every situation

Even you, even you have your eyes on something

In control of your own world but king of nothing

You're a prize with a catch, working on commission

A traitor to the cause

All faith in the world but 'ya chose the wrong religion

So hallelujah, and hooray for you

You can bat your eyes through just bout every situation

Aren't you happy, can't you see

How well things are going for me

Aren't you happy, can you see how well things are going for me

Aren't you happy, can't you see

How well things

Aren't you happy, can't you see

How things are goin'

Well I'll be in town right

Where else would I be?

And when hell swallows up all of us whole

And you won't be anywhere in sight

I'll lay here with Lucy and place bets on whose souls will be released from the night

And listen to the low ballers bargain their hearts for a second chance in the light

All the while they're singin', they're singin'

Hallelujah, and hooray, for them

They can beg and plead their way through every situation