Chumbawamba - Get Off My Cloud lyrics

GET OFF MY CLOUD CHORUS: Look! No strings! Just paper, glue, and card Hark! The angels sing 'Paste the Lord' That was the Armley tabernacle choir. Next we'll be hearing the true story of an American housewife who claims to have taken mid-air photographs of Jesus Christ in the skies of Indiana. High above the streets and houses Misses Meta Battle With one hand on the Valium and one hand on the bottle Somewhere over Indiana, eight miles high Meta Battle sees the good Lord wandering 'cross the sky PRE-CHORUS: Have your fun whilst your alive You won't get nothing when you die Have a good time all the time Because you won't get nothing when you die (CHORUS) Gobsmacked, William Shatnered, Meta does a double take Come on, baby, do the camera shake Half expecting from the aisle a certain Mister Beadle Watching you, watching us, watching Misses Meta Battle (PRE-CHORUS) (CHORUS 2x) Meta Battle shot her Lord and watched Him tumble down And now there's people out with Polaroids all around town And who knows, that Jesus on the church near your house Could well be the original; kiss it as you pa** (PRE-CHORUS) (CHORUS 2x) (CHORUS & PRE-CHORUS 4x) Don't hang around 'cause two is a crowd Hey, you, get off my cloud Hey, you, get off my cloud Hey, you, get off my cloud Don't hang around 'cause two is a crowd Hey, you, get off my cloud Hey, you, get off my cloud Hey, you, get off my cloud Don't hang around 'cause two is a crowd Susej em kcuf ho Susej em kcuf ho Susej em kcuf ho Susej em kcuf ho Susej em kcuf ho Susej em kcuf ho Susej em kcuf ho Susej em kcuf ho Susej em kcuf ho Susej em...