John Wesley Harding
God Lives Upstairs
[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