Bj?k
Deus does not exit.
But if he does, he lives in the sky above me,
He's whiter than white and cleaner then clean.
In the fattest largest cloud up there.
He wants to reach me.
Bj?k
Deus does not exist.
Getting ready in his airy room.
But if he does I always notice him.
He's picking his gloves so gently off.
He wants to touch me.
I'm walking humbly down a tiny street,
Pulling my collar it gets bigger,
Einar
I once met him,
It really surprised me,
He put me in a bath tub,
Made me squeeky clean,
Bj?k
Really clean.
To create a universe
You must taste
The forbidden fruit.
Einar
He said hi. I said hi,
I was still clean.
Deus does not exist,
Bj?k
But if he does he'd want to get down from that cloud,
More silent than silence and slower than slow,
First marzipan fingers then marble hands,
Diving towards me.
My collar is huge room for two hands,
They start at the chest and move slowly down.
Einar
I thought I had seen everything,
He wasn't white and fluffy,
He just had side burns,
He just had side burns,
And a quiff,
He said hi.
I said hi. I was still clean,
I was squeeky clean.
Just as you would be.
I was surprised.
Einar & Bj?k
Bj?k
Deus, Deus, Deus, Deus
He does not exist
( Repeat 'til the end