Thea Gilmore - God's Got Nothing On You lyrics

Monday morning wings on fire
Dawn Chorus liar liar
It's a funeral it’s a riot drop the priest
But bring the choir
I heard they put you on the stage
Ancient greed and childish rage
All those friends that you outgrew
With bombay gin and a rose tattoo

God's got nothing on you
God's got nothing on you
God's got nothing on you
God's got nothing on nothing on you

When they cut those bodies down
Did you take a trip to another town
Did you raise a glass in progress' name
Then tell the sky to do the same
Call me patient call me quiet
Call my bluff honey i don’t buy it
Another nail in another oak


Another punchline another dirty joke

God's got nothing on you
God's got nothing on you
God's got nothing on you
God's got nothing on nothing on you

So when they lay your bones to rest
Will you take your place
Among the great undressed
Will you lay your hands upon their heads
And drink the blood and break the bread
This is ruling this is leading
This is hope baby disbelieving
Bruises red and violence blue
Well honey god's got nothing on you

God's got nothing on you
God's got nothing on you
God's got nothing on you
God's got nothing on you
God's got nothing on you

God's got nothing on you