| Song | Hallowed Ground |
| Artist | Violent Femmes |
| Album | Viva Wisconsin |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| "the profit is a fool, the spirtual man is mad, | |
| For the multitude of thine inequity, and the great hatred." (hosea 9:7) | |
| Everyone's trying to decide, | |
| Where to go when there's no place to hide. | |
| I follow the bombs as they're coming down. | |
| This must have been hallowed ground. | |
| No matter what they decide to have done. | |
| Burn up the clouds, block out the sun. | |
| My hope is in one they can't bring down. | |
| My soul is in hallowed ground. | |
| I see the fear, it's on the rise. | |
| Let's catch the enemy by surprise. | |
| Burry your treasure where it can't be found. | |
| Burry it deep in hallowed ground. | |
| Gordon gano: vocals, electric guitar | |
| Brian ritchie: electric bass, vocals | |
| Victor delorenzo: drums, vocals | |
| Recorded at secret sound studio, new york city | |
| ?gorno music reprinted with permission |
| " the profit is a fool, the spirtual man is mad, | |
| For the multitude of thine inequity, and the great hatred." hosea 9: 7 | |
| Everyone' s trying to decide, | |
| Where to go when there' s no place to hide. | |
| I follow the bombs as they' re coming down. | |
| This must have been hallowed ground. | |
| No matter what they decide to have done. | |
| Burn up the clouds, block out the sun. | |
| My hope is in one they can' t bring down. | |
| My soul is in hallowed ground. | |
| I see the fear, it' s on the rise. | |
| Let' s catch the enemy by surprise. | |
| Burry your treasure where it can' t be found. | |
| Burry it deep in hallowed ground. | |
| Gordon gano: vocals, electric guitar | |
| Brian ritchie: electric bass, vocals | |
| Victor delorenzo: drums, vocals | |
| Recorded at secret sound studio, new york city | |
| ? gorno music reprinted with permission |
| " the profit is a fool, the spirtual man is mad, | |
| For the multitude of thine inequity, and the great hatred." hosea 9: 7 | |
| Everyone' s trying to decide, | |
| Where to go when there' s no place to hide. | |
| I follow the bombs as they' re coming down. | |
| This must have been hallowed ground. | |
| No matter what they decide to have done. | |
| Burn up the clouds, block out the sun. | |
| My hope is in one they can' t bring down. | |
| My soul is in hallowed ground. | |
| I see the fear, it' s on the rise. | |
| Let' s catch the enemy by surprise. | |
| Burry your treasure where it can' t be found. | |
| Burry it deep in hallowed ground. | |
| Gordon gano: vocals, electric guitar | |
| Brian ritchie: electric bass, vocals | |
| Victor delorenzo: drums, vocals | |
| Recorded at secret sound studio, new york city | |
| ? gorno music reprinted with permission |