Hallelujah, I'm still here, still bringin' it to ya Oh, I'm like Buddha, good girls know how to get hard to ya I'm up and up in my Sunday best No, I can't shame, cause I love this dress Hung over hard, that gold holy mess Doin' my best, bitch, I'm blessed Oh, if you couldn't tell We can always find the trouble We don't need no help Singin', oh, mama raised me well But I don't wanna go to heaven without praise in hell Hands up, witness Soul of God, full of holy spirit Somethin' wicked Speakin' in the tongues and my blood red lipstick I'm up and up in my Sunday best No, I can't shame, cause I love this dress Don't think I can't 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 Singin', oh, mama raised me well But I don't wanna go to heaven without praise in hell Oh, if you couldn't tell We can always find the trouble We don't need no help Singin', oh, mama raised me well But I don't wanna go to heaven without praise in hell Can I get an amen? This is for the misfits of creation Can I get an amen? This is for the misfits of creation This is for the misfits of creation Take this as your holy validation You don't need to hide, we're celebrating 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, we're celebrating This is our salvation This is our salvation