Nick Delatovic​/​Reuben Ingalls' Jeff Buckley's Hallelujah

by Nick Delatovic/Reuben Ingall

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Two Original Songs!


released February 17, 2016

'Jeff Buckley's Hallelujah' written by Nick Delatovic
'Jeff Buckley's Hallelujah' written by Reuben Ingall

Nick Delatovic- Vocals
Reuben Ingall- Vocals and Guitar
Chris Gleeson- Drums
Emma MacManus- Bass
Cathy Petocz- Vocals
Matt Lustri- Guitar

Produced and Mixed by Nick McCorriston



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Track Name: Nick Delatovic's Jeff Buckley's Hallelujah
Copperhead Road is my favorite song 
When It's midnight and my love is long gone
It's raining outside so I'll wait it out
'Cause I rode here, alone Dear
And I love every one of my Faux Faux Amis 
And I hate every song that I've loved
This bar that we shared now sings only for me
And a good song just isn't enough 

My feet stick to the floor
I look like I'm waiting for someone but I know that she doesn't drink here anymore
My friends sound great
When Jeff Buckley's Hallelujah plays. 

Blood on the Tracks has been ruined 
I shared it with you, and then it came true 
All that's left for my desert island discs
Is a Roadhouse CD of smash hits
Now each pair of eyes in the bar has been closed
And each mouth is united in song
And I know what you'd say but it's this or go home
Could ten million lovers be wrong?


Teach me your dances 'cause their 
Done in groups never pairs
Teach this Time Warp to me
It sounds just what I need

Gold coins fished from my jeans
I stand at the foot of the jukebox
And surrender myself to a perfect machine
Tears, form on my face
As electric guitar, as electric guitar

Track Name: Reuben Ingall's Jeff Buckley's Hallelujah
That song plays on a slideshow that your brother made
It goes like this, the fourth, the fifth
The minor fall pollutes my grief
This day’s about you but I can see it’s for us
So forgive us this, we miss you, we’re useless

Last year it was in my ears and I thought of australian idol, rolling stone lists,
Fucken shrek and malls at Christmas
Now it’s your mum’s face, the worst hangovers, and these pictures of you

I know we can idealise the ones that we lose early
Extra verses drag but I’d’ve been there with you if you’d had the lungs for thirty
Now that bloody song plays and we stand silent
And I hate this cheap shortcut but I’m a mess I’m tearing up to fucken jeff buckley’s
Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah