God Lifts Up the Lowly
Ezra Furman"God Lifts Up the Lowly" is a song by Ezra Furman, released in 2018 in the Pop genre. The song is 3:08 long and contains 29 lines and 204 words.
0:19Some angels will carry you homeward
0:24Other angels you don't wanna meet
0:31My guardian angel's got wings of tinfoil
0:35And cigarettes found in the street
0:41My angel's got eyes like a housing project
0:47He was born inside a guitar
0:53And I can't forget his red lips and eyelashes
0:57And his
0:58How'd we end up where we are
1:05There's nothing doing on the main streets
1:11Let's take the alley for the evening
1:17And we're driving in a car that won't slow down
1:23Making ourselves up in the rear view mirror
1:29I know God lifts up the lowly
1:34I know God lifts up the lowly
1:53We're searching the trunk every morning
1:58We tore out a tracking device
2:04And I pray for plagues to come down on this Egypt
2:09And I dream of blood fire and lice
2:15I wake with my coat for a blanket
2:20My angel's been up for an hour
2:26I've looked deep into this frail human body
2:31And I know that I carry a power
2:39We'll never make it on the main streets
2:44They'll force us back into the alley ways
2:51And we're re arranging furniture
2:55In a burning house
3:02I know God lifts up the lowly
3:08I know God lifts up the lowly
Some angels will carry you homeward Other angels you don't wanna meet My guardian angel's got wings of tinfoil And cigarettes found in the street My angel's got eyes like a housing project He was born inside a guitar And I can't forget his red lips and eyelashes And his How'd we end up where we are There's nothing doing on the main streets Let's take the alley for the evening And we're driving in a car that won't slow down Making ourselves up in the rear view mirror I know God lifts up the lowly I know God lifts up the lowly We're searching the trunk every morning We tore out a tracking device And I pray for plagues to come down on this Egypt And I dream of blood fire and lice I wake with my coat for a blanket My angel's been up for an hour I've looked deep into this frail human body And I know that I carry a power We'll never make it on the main streets They'll force us back into the alley ways And we're re arranging furniture In a burning house I know God lifts up the lowly I know God lifts up the lowly
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