Holla Holla Hallelujah
Intro
Holla, holla
Hallelujah!
Holla, holla
Hallelujah!
Holla, holla
Hallelujah!
Verse 1
Woke up breathing
That will do
Sky still hanging
Big and blue
Feet hit the floor
Heart hit the groove
Good Lord gave me
Something to prove
Pre-Chorus
I got a little bit of trouble
Little bit of grace
Little more heaven
Than I can explain
Chorus
Holla, holla, hallelujah
If He brought you through it
Let Him hear you
Holla, holla, hallelujah
Hands up high
Let the Good Lord move you
I have been down
I have been through
Still right here
How about you?
Holla, holla
Hallelujah!
Verse 2
Got some scars
Got some miles
Got some prayers
Took a while
Lost my way
Found my knees
Funny how getting down
Gone set you on free
Pre-Chorus
I got a little bit of trouble
Little bit of grace
Little more heaven
Than I can explain
Chorus
Holla, holla, hallelujah
If He brought you through it
Let Him hear you
Holla, holla, hallelujah
Hands up high
Let the Good Lord move you
I have been down
I have been through
Still right here
How about you?
Holla, holla
Hallelujah!
Breakdown
If you got breath
Holla!
If you got grace
Holla!
If you got one more
God given day
Hallelujah!
Final Chorus
Holla, holla, hallelujah
If He brought you through it
Let Him hear you
Holla, holla, hallelujah
Hands up high
Let the Good Lord move you
Holla, holla
Hallelujah!
Holla, holla
Hallelujah!
Holla, holla
Hallelujah!
Outro
Holla
Holla
Hallelujah!
Holla
Holla
Hallelujah!
Holla
Holla
Hallelujah!
Hallelujah!
Thorns All Over Me
Verse 1
Got one in my side
Got one in my pride
Got one in the dark
Where I run and hide
Pull one out
Another one bleeds
Maybe the curse
Is exactly what I need
Chorus
I got thorns all over me
All over me
All over me
Covered in pain
But I come to see,
Those thorns are killing
What was killing me.
I’m still standing
I’m still free
I’ve got thorns
I got thorns
All over me
Verse 2
Thorns in the garden
Ground got cursed
Thorns on His head
When He took the worst
I wanted resurrection
Without the fall
Some things only open
When they tear at all
Chorus
I got thorns all over me
All over me
All over me
Covered in pain
But I come to see,
Those thorns are killing
What was killing me.
I’m still standing
I’m still free
I’ve got thorns
I got thorns
All over me
Final Chorus
I got thorns all over me
All over me
All over me
Covered in pain
But I come to see,
Those thorns are killing
What was killing me.
I’m still standing
I’m still free
I’ve got thorns
I got thorns
All over me
Outro
His grace is enough
He’s covering me with love
Good Lord grace
Shining down from above
You Got A Mind Virus Baby
Verse 1
You got a mind virus, baby
You living in a shell
Got a whole wide world outside
But you only know your little cell
You got a screen for a window
A feed for a friend
Everybody says the same thing
So you hear it all again
Chorus
You got a mind virus, baby
You living in some shell
Go get you some fresh air
‘Cause you living in some hell
Everybody’s screaming
Ain’t nobody can tell
If you trapped in a bubble
Or you just like your little hell
Verse 2
You got your people picked out
You got your side of the line
You got a thousand little reasons
Why your side’s always right
You don’t talk to strangers
You don’t question your crew
You just follow little arrows
Till they pointing right back at you
Chorus
You got a mind virus, baby
You living in some shell
Go get you some fresh air
‘Cause you living in some hell
Everybody’s screaming
Ain’t nobody can tell
If you trapped in a bubble
Or you just like your little hell
Bridge
Yo, step outside
Lose your script
Truth ain’t something
You can scroll past quick
Final Chorus
You got a mind virus, baby
You living in some shell
Go get you some fresh air
‘Cause you living in some hell
Everybody’s screaming
Ain’t nobody can tell
If you trapped in a bubble
Or you just like your little hell
Your little hell
Maybe The Devil Did
Verse 1
Devil don’t drag
Devil don’t shove
He takes what you want
And calls it love
Whiskey on ice
Lust on a screen
Pride dressed up
Like self-esteem
Little more pleasure
Little less truth
Little by little
What’s left of you?
Chorus
Maybe the devil did
Maybe he knew
How to make everything
Worth more than You
Make a chain feel good
Make a cage feel free
Make me call it freedom
While it’s owning me
Maybe the devil did
Maybe I helped him sell
Heaven knows I’ve bought enough
Of what he called “well”
Who designed the lie?
Who sold us what God forbid
Who made the wrong feel right?
Oh maybe the devil did
Maybe the devil did
Maybe the devil did
Verse 2
Give a gambler seven
Take back eight
Give the lonely a screen
Call that a date
Give the proud a crowd
Give anger blame
Give a man a mirror
Let him worship his name
Lose the neighbor
Gain a crowd
Nobody knows him
Everybody’s loud
Chorus
Maybe the devil did
Maybe he knew
How to make everything
Worth more than You
Make a chain feel good
Make a cage feel free
Make me call it freedom
While it’s owning me
Maybe the devil did
Maybe I helped him sell
Funny how the road to nowhere
Can be paved so well
Who designed the lie?
Who sold us what God forbid
Who made the wrong feel right?
Oh maybe the devil did
Maybe the devil did
Maybe the devil did
Break
He don’t need you hating Jesus
Nah
He just needs you addicted to your demons
Final Chorus
Maybe the devil did
Maybe mankind fell
Maybe we’ve been helping him
Run the damn thing ourselves
He’ll sell you lust
Sell you gold
Sell you everything
That empties out your soul
But here’s the part
I can’t deny
Maybe the devil did
Maybe so did I
Outro
Maybe the devil did
Maybe that’s the lie
Chasing Proof
Verse 1
Well, I poured myself some bourbon
Down on Lower Wacker low
Headlights cutting through the concrete
Blacktop humming down below
Told myself just one would do it
Lord, that’s thinking like a fool
Eighty proof don’t lie to no one
It just does what it’s supposed to do
Chorus
I’m chasing proof
Through the dead of night
Chasing proof
Trying to make wrong right
Bourbon gives me one kind
But that ain’t the truth
I keep asking God for answers
With a bottle as my proof
I’m chasing proof
Verse 2
Well, the preacher man don’t drink no bourbon
But he chases Spirit all the same
Says the proof that he is after
Don’t come with no brand name
I laughed at him on a Sunday
Poured another late that night
How can a man get proof from God
While believing bourbon’s golden light
Chorus
I’m chasing proof
Through the dead of night
Chasing proof
Trying to make wrong right
Bourbon gives me one kind
But that ain’t the truth
I keep asking God for answers
With a bottle as my proof
I’m chasing proof
Bridge
I kept asking God to show me
Something I could see
While believing every promise
That the whiskey made to me
Proof was written on the bottle
Faith was asking me to choose
One I knew would leave me empty
One I had to trust was true
Final Verse
So I left the glass there standing
With a little left to burn
Walked outside and saw the daylight
Like I had something left to learn
Ain’t finding what I’d been looking for
So long as bourbon is my best friend
Some things can’t be proven
Faith begins where proving ends
Chorus
I’m chasing proof
Through the dead of night
Chasing proof
Trying to make wrong right
Bourbon gives me one kind
But that ain’t the truth
I keep asking God for answers
With a bottle as my proof
I’m chasing proof
I’m chasing proof
I’m chasing proof
Rehearsing Old Pain
Verse 1
There’s a curious human custom
Not discussed in polite refrain
How a heart can swear it’s finished
Yet still rehearse the same old pain
The vow is clear at morning
The conscience sharp and bright
Today I leave the burning stove
Today I choose the light
Verse 2
But evening has its theater
And habit knows the cues
The door we swore we’d never knock
Is strangely easy to use
Some say it’s just a weakness
Some say a lack of will
But that’s a tidy theory
For a story deeper still
Chorus
Pain can masquerade as proof
A signal through the haze
At least this spark is something
At least this fire still plays
And every old familiar ache
Whispers through the brain
Come on back and see me
Still rehearsing old pain
Verse 3
The lover who keeps leaving
The job that steals the breath
The quiet little habit
That nibbles hope to death
Each comes with private promises
No logic can explain
I’ll hurt you just enough tonight
To make you feel again
Chorus
Pain can masquerade as proof
A signal through the haze
At least this spark is something
At least this fire still plays
And every old familiar ache
Whispers through the brain
Come on back and see me
Still rehearsing old pain
Bridge
But somewhere past the ritual
Past shame’s embarrassed shrug
A quieter truth is waiting
Outside the looping tug
The heart that keeps returning
Is not in love with pain
It only learned that thunder
Was the fastest way to rain
Final Chorus
Pain can masquerade as proof
A signal through the haze
At least this spark is something
At least this fire still plays
But somewhere in the distance
A softer light may reign
And I might stop this living
Still rehearsing old pain
Riddled With Sin
Verse 1
Got dust in my blood, got dirt in my name
Been feeding the fire, then blaming the flame
Holes in my armor, rust on my crown
I learned how to run, I learned how to drown
Pre-Chorus
So here's my confession, nothing left to defend
Break it all open, let the healing begin
Chorus
I'm riddled with sin! (Riddled within!)
Hole after hole where the dark got in
I ran from the cure, I drown down the ache
Called it my freedom, called it my fate
So break what needs breaking, don't leave nothing concealed
It's a holy wounding with hands that heal!
Verse 2
Polished my chains till they looked like a prize
Wore Sunday like truth, buried the rest in lies
I know every exit, I've kicked down every door
Running in circles just brings you back for more
Pre-Chorus
So here's my confession nothing left to defend
Break it all open, let the healing begin
Chorus
I'm riddled with sin! (Riddled within!)
Hole after hole where the dark got in
I ran from the cure, I drown down the ache
Called it my freedom, called it my fate
So break what needs breaking, don't leave nothing concealed
It's a holy wounding with hands that heal!
Final Chorus
I'm riddled with sin! (Riddled within!)
Hole after hole where the dark got in
So break what needs breaking, don't leave nothing concealed
It's a holy wounding
Hands that heal!
Why You So Stingy With Grace
Verse 1
Well, you took all the mercy
When your own damn world went wrong
Folks stood around your table
When the hope and love were gone
You got forgave the whole mess of things
That you ain’t remembering now
You walkin’ around all righteous
Thinkin’ that you all holier than thou
Verse 2
You got a pocket full of grudges
And a suitcase full a blame
You can name everybody’s failures
But you never name your own by name
You greedy with forgiveness
You all stingy with the grace
You gotta heart like an old padlock
You got a shotgun pointed at your faith
Chorus
Why you so stingy with grace?
Why you so greedy with mercy?
Why you take what God gives free
But thinkin’ no one else ain’t worthy?
You want Heaven to forget
Every down and dirty thing you done
But you ain’t forgivin’ a damn thing
You just hidin’ and refusin’ grace to everyone
Verse 3
Now I ain’t saying you ain’t been hurt
And I ain’t saying anyone else is right
I’m saying somewhere down the road
You turned your anger into spite
There’s a difference between forgiveness
And pretendin’ ain’t nothing happened
And there’s a difference between standing firm
And making hatred your religion
Chorus
Why you so stingy with grace?
Why you so greedy with mercy?
Why you take what God gives free
But thinkin’ no one else ain’t worthy?
You want Heaven to forget
Every down and dirty thing you done
But you ain’t forgivin’ a damn thing
You just hidin’ and refusin’ grace to everyone
Verse 4
You can cut the cord
You can slam the door
You can tell yourself you’re better
Than you ever were before
You can carry that resentment
Like a badge upon your chest
But a man can win an argument
And still lose the all the rest
Final Chorus
Why you so stingy with grace?
Why you so greedy with mercy?
Why you take what God gives free
But thinkin’ no one else ain’t worthy?
You better get some Jesus
Before you make your final case
‘Cause the man who won’t forgive
Better be thinkin bout his own disgrace
Outro
So don’t be surprised arrivin’ at Heavens gate
When The Good Jord starts a askin’
“Why you so stingy with grace.”
That’s a helluva lot of baggage
Fur a man to carry toward the grave.
All Sinners Welcome
Verse 1
Some come stumblin' from the bottle, some come burnin' up with lust,
Some come lookin' in the mirror at a face they can't quite trust.
Some come draggin' broken vows, a love they built on lies,
Some come struttin' with their pride starin' out their eyes.
Chorus
All sinners welcome, ain't nobody turned away,
Bring yer weary wanderin' heart, bring the wreckage of today.
We ain't celebratin' sin here, we just sinners at the feast,
Come and get your daily bread
Come and be released.
Verse 2
Some come tangled up in longin' they been told to justify,
Some come tryin’ to remake the gift God gave, always asking Him why.
I ain't here sortin’ sinners , ain't keepin’ no score
Ain’t throwing no stones 'cause I been on that list since the day I was born
Chorus
All sinners welcome, ain't nobody turned away,
Bring yer weary wanderin' heart, bring the wreckage of today.
We ain't celebratin' sin here, we just sinners at the feast,
Come and get your daily bread
Come and be released.
Bridge
A chair set for the proud one
And a plate for the undone,
Come on in off the race that
Can’t ever be won
Chorus
All sinners welcome, ain't nobody turned away,
Bring yer weary wanderin' heart, bring the wreckage of today.
We ain't celebratin' sin here, we just sinners at the feast,
Come and get your daily bread
Come and be released.
Come and get your daily bread
Come and be released.
Come and be released.
Lyrics © 2026 Scott D. Radtke. All rights reserved.
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