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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

And 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 alleyways

And we’re re-arranging furniture

In a burning house

But I know God lifts up the lowly

I know God lifts up the lowly

Ram v’nisa, gadol v’nora

Mashpil ge’im u’magbiha shfalim

Motzi asirim u’podeh anavim

V’ozer dalim

V’oneh l’amo b’et shavam eilav

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