One God — текст песни (The Beautiful South)





(Heaton/Rotheray)
Like the toupee on a fading fame
The final whistle in a losing game
Thick lipstick on a five year old girl
It makes you think it`s a plastic world

A plastic world and we`re all plastic too
Just a couple of different faces in a dead man`s queue
The world is turning Disney and there`s nothing you can do
You`re trying to walk like giants
but you`re wearing Pluto`s shoes

And the answers fall easier from the barrel of a gun
Than it does from the lips of the beautiful and the dumb
The world won`t end in darkness, it`ll end in family fun
With Coca Cola clouds behind a Big Mac sun

A howling scream in a church asleep
Rusty bicycle in an ocean deep
Like an ear-ring on the newly born
Strong perfume on a winter`s morn

The world is perfumed and we`re perfumed as well
Petals from a flower that blossomed in hell
And you can`t breathe the air through the thickness of the smell
And you can`t see the hair through the grease of the gel

And the answers fall easier from the barrel of a gun
Than it does from the lips of the beautiful and the dumb
The world won`t end in darkness, it`ll end in family fun
With Coca Cola clouds behind a Big Mac sun

You say there`s only one God, you could do with two or three
Your Jesus Christ is hired out, like the slag of Galilee
Well if Peter is a prostitute, then what does that make me

There`s only one God
There should be two or three
One God
There should be two or three
One God
There should be two or three
Two or three



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