A Christ in a cleavage
(bells)
I can hardly believe it
that I found the Christ
in all the disarray
a Christ in
a cleavage
a Christ in a cleavage
I
It was a bust
like a cordillera
it was
pure delight
I watched the Christ there
with a face as if being ill
nailed to the corss
in the middle of the paradise
Chorus
What a disarray
a Christ in a cleavage
a Christ
in a cleavage
ah, ah, ah
II
At his side
there were no thieves
there were two strawberries
two pink nipples
bound to the cross
there was a Jesus
as if he laid in a lap
and could not hug anybody
Chorus
What a disarray
a Christ in a cleavage
a Christ
in a cleavage
ah, ah, ah
III
This sacred cleavage
brings him everywhere
be it for religion or for anticipation
he does not leave her breast
The cleavage runs
dances, goes for a walk
and all this he bears with head down
without watching
Slowly
when the cleavage sins and prays
and everything went well
she takes the Christ in her hands
and kisses him
ah, ah, ah
IV
When she takes a bath
she totally undresses
Christ uses this to
fresh up
and while she is bathing
he says to his father
why did you leave me
in such a place?
Tell me what you want
that I start to pray?
Chorus
What a disarray
a Christ in a cleavage
a Christ
in a cleavage
ah, ah, ah
V
Who would have known
with his unsecure future
luckily he has
spread his arms
else he would
go down the slide
and who knows
where he would land
slowly
sometimes the cleavage
makes love
and please do me the favour
don't take the Christo off
Chorus
What a disarray
a Christ in a cleavage
a Christ
in a cleavage
ah, ah, ah
VI
Who understands how
after all this history
after all these miracles
after making bread from stone
He ends up here
in all this disarray
crucified
in such a cleavage
in such a cleavage
at such a bosom
that gives so much joy
a Christ in a cleavage
oh, what a disarray
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