Besedila: Sugarcubes. Deus.

Deus does not exit
But if he does, he lives up above me
In the fattest largest cloud up there
He's whiter than white and cleaner than 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, ooh

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

But 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

Deus, Deus
He does not exist

Deus, Deus
He does not exist

Deus, Deus
He does not exist
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