Chumbawamba Lyrics

*  Look! No Strings!

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 
over the skies of Indiana.

high above the streets and houses
Mrs. Meta Battle
with one hand on the valium 
and one hand on the bottle

somewhere over Indiana
eight miles high
Meter Battle sees the good lord wandering across the sky

having fun whilst you're 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

godsmacked William Shatnered
Meta does a double take
come on baby,
do the camera shake

half-expecting from the aisle
a certain Mr. Beadle
watching you, watching us
watching Mrs. Meta Battle

having fun whilst you're 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

look, no strings 
just paper glue and card
hark the angels sing
paste the lord

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
may well be the original
kiss it as you pass

having fun whilst you're 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

look, no strings 
just paper glue and card
hark the angels sing
paste the lord

suseJ em kcuf ho

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