You're a fool on your back with a book in your hand and no handle on fun You got the power to think and a heart with a beat but you're using just one I fell you looking at me as if you're hoping to see I got a fork for a tongue Cos I'm a son of a gun thank godness you've come I'm saved hallelujah I'm saved hallelujah too late What's it to ya I'm saved hallelujah I'd like a kick in the eeth or a pat on the back if we're taking it slow Maybe a sword in my side to syphon the life create a venomous flow You've got no message to preach there's not a love you can teach that I don't already know Cos I'm a son of a gun And I'll wait til you're done I'm saved hallelujah I'm saved hallelujah too late What's it to ya I'm saved hallelujah Now I'm not sure of much but of love can bet that I ain't ever wrong It's a thrill and a rush cos one moment it's here and the next it is gone Chop me up into bits put a pinch on my lip and call a feather a tonne Cos I'm a son of gun I'm saved hallelujah I'm saved hallelujah too late What's it to ya I'm saved hallelujah Don't wait For me hunter, I'm front of, you forever Don't hate On my feeling, that you're kneeling, you're dancer just take Take a moment, slow your movement, now go faster I'm saved Not a loser, cos you used to, hallelujah