Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Angels Are Voyeurs, artist - Momus. Album song Tender Pervert, in the genre Инди
Date of issue: 14.08.1988
Record label: Cherry Red
Song language: English
The Angels Are Voyeurs |
God is a tender pervert and the angels are voyeurs |
Watching us forever, their vision never blurs |
They make us then forget us for a hundred million years |
And then by chance they glance at us and something in them stirs |
They find us so provocative, so weak, so full of pride |
Our cleverness, our nakedness, fills them with delight |
The way we hold our coffee cups, the way we pick our words |
God is a tender pervert and his angels |
His angels are voyeurs |
And when the tender pervert is too busy to admire us |
He sends his angels down to pass amongst us and desire us |
He gives them little notebooks where they note each quirk and boast |
Our foolish pride and pompousness turn him on the most |
When we’re throwing temper tantrums |
When we’re giving up the ghost |
The pervert keeps his distance |
But his angels, his angels move in close |
It intoxicates the Spaceman, watching how we thrill ourselves |
Not by sex but by devising new ways to kill ourselves |
He sees the way we tamper with the things we most depend on |
The danger stands his hair on end and gives him a hard-on |
He calls his angels down to watch that slut the world get hers |
God is a tender pervert and his angels |
His angels are voyeurs |
The pervert and his angels hide amongst the stars and watch |
And as we blow ourselves to bits the angels pump their cocks |
Their semen flows across the sky and forms new milky wheys |
And somewhere in some galaxy in less than seven days |
They make a planet more curvaceous and much sexier than ours |
Full of bigger sinners |
More worthy of voyeurs |