Björk
Deus does not exist
but if he does
he lives above me
in the fattest largest cloud up there
he is whiter than white and cleaner then clean
he wants to reach me

Deus does not exist
but if he does
I always notice him
getting ready in his airy room
he is 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
woooh !

Einar
I once met him
it really surprised me
he put me in a bathtub
made me squeaky clean
really clean

Björk
To
create
a
universe
you must
taste
the forbidden fruit
woooh !

Einar
He said hi
I said hi
I was still clean

Björk
Deus does not exist
but if he does he’d want to get
down from that cloud
first marzipan fingers
then marble hands
more silent than silence
and slower than slow
diving towards me

My collar is huge
room for two hands
they start at the chest
and move slowly down
woooh !

Einar
I thought
I had seen everything
he wasn’t white and fluffy
he just had sideburns
he just had sideburns
and a quiff
he said hi
I said hi
I was still clean
I was squeaky clean
I was surprised
just as you would be

both
Deus Deus
Deus Deus

Björk
He does not exist