Björk: Deus does not exist 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 Einar: I once met him It really surprised me He put me in a bath tub Made me squeaky clean Really clean Björk:To create a universe You must taste The forbidden fruit 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 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 squeaky clean I was surprised Just as you would be Björk: Deus, Deus Deus, Deus He does not exist Deus, Deus He does not exist Deus, Deus He does not exist Deus, Deus He does not exist Deus, Deus He does not exist Deus, Deus He does not exist Deus, Deus He does not exist Deus, Deus He does not exist