Luyện nghe bài hát God Lifts Up the Lowly

Some angels will you homeward
Other angels you don't wanna
My angel's got wings of tinfoil
And cigarettes in the street
My angel's got like a housing project
He was born a guitar
And I can't forget his red lips and
And his "How'd we end up we are?"

There's nothing doing on the streets
Let's take the for the evening
And we're in a car that won't slow down
Making ourselves up in the rear mirror

I God lifts up the lowly
I God lifts up the lowly

We're searching the trunk every
We tore out a device
And I for plagues to come down on this Egypt
And I of blood, fire and lice
I wake my coat for a blanket
My angel's up for an hour
I've looked into this frail human body
And I know that I a power

We'll never make it on the streets
They'll force us back into the alley
And we're re-arranging
In a house

I God lifts up the lowly
I know God up the lowly

Ram v'nisa, gadol
Mashpil ge'im shfalim
Motzi asirim anavim
V'ozer
V'oneh b'et shavam eilav