Similar Songs
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Sugarcubes
Performer
Siggi Baldursson
Drums
Björk
Vocals
Bragi Olafsson
Bass
Thor Eldon Jonsson
Guitar
Einar Orn Benediktsson
Trumpet
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
David Birkett
Arranger
Bragi
Composer
Siggi Baldursson
Composer
Thor
Composer
Björk
Composer
Ray Shulman
Composer
Einar Orn Benediktsson
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
David Birkett
Producer
Ray Shulman
Producer
Lyrics
Deus does not exit.
But if he does, he lives in the sky above me,
In the fattest largest cloud up there.
He's 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'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, woooh
I once met him,
It really surprised me,
He put me in a bath tub,
Made me squeeky clean,
Really clean.
To create a universe
You must taste
The forbidden fruit.
He said hi. I said hi,
I was still clean.
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.
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.
I was surprised.
Just as you would be.
Deus, Deus, Deus, Deus
He does not exist
He does not exist
He does not exist
He does not exist
Writer(s): Gudmundsdottir Bjork, Baldursson Sigtryggur, Benediktsson Einar Orn, Jonsson Thor Eldon, Olafsson Bragi
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com