God Lives Upstairs

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John Wesley Harding - Pop

God Lives Upstairs

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[Verse 1] Well, there was this man And he lived on the seashore The house with the steel door You passed it on the way to where you are He stares at the sand Through his bedroom window Which shakes as the wind blows Through the passing tailfins of your car [Chorus] Nothing matters anymore If it does, he doesn't care The devil lives below him God lives upstairs, God lives upstairs [Verse 2] He's trying to sleep It's so hard in the daylight Impossible at night Between those neighbours driving him insane Footsteps from above Downstairs, it's all-night parties And it's drink up, my hearties They're stoking up the furnace once again [Chorus] Nothing matters anymore If he does, he doesn't care The devil lives below him God lives upstairs, God lives upstairs [Verse 3] He hasn't a prayer Between the heated floorboards And the quiet guy on the third floor Who never even picks up all his mail He knows where it goes Downstairs is stealing He stares at the ceiling He knows that all he has to do is fail [Chorus] Nothing matters anymore And if it does, he doesn't care The devil lives below him God lives upstairs, God lives up there The devil lives below him God lives upstairs

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  • John Wesley Harding