Thurston Moore
Hallowed Be Thy Name
Gather round right now
And hear me whisper
The words of the prison
The words of laughter
The lords and the ladies
Were fixing their hair-dos
Kissing the lovers
Kissing the bible

Hallowed be my name
Yelling at fathers
Screaming at mothers
Hallowed be my name

Come all you sinners
Come now in your glory
And my ears will listen
To your dirty stories
You're planning to go up
'Cause you're on your way down
Kissing the lovers
Kissing the bible

Hallowed be my name
Yelling at fathers
Screaming at mothers
Hallowed be thy name
Sons and their daughters
Have taken your money
The queens are out dancing
But now they're not funny
There goes one walkin'
Away with your sonny
Kissing the lovers
Kissing a bible

Hallowed be my name
Yelling at fathers
Screaming at mothers