Head Rolls Off - Craig Finn

I believe in a house in the clouds

God’s got his dead friends round

I believe in a house in the clouds

God’s got his dead friends round

I believe in a house in the clouds

God’s got his dead friends round

Jesus is just Spanish boy’s name

How come one man got so much fame?

To any me, it’s pointless to anybody

That doesn’t have faith

Give me the cloth and I’ll wipe my face

When it’s all gone, something carries on

And it’s not morbid at all

Just when natures had enough of you

When my blood stops, someone else’s will fall

When my head rolls off, someone else’s will turn

And while I’m alive, I’ll make tiny changes to earth

Tiny changes to earth, tiny changes to earth

So you can burn me

'Cause we’ll all be the same in the same way

Dirt in someone’s eyes cried down the drain

I believe in a house in the clouds

God’s got his dead friends round

He’s painted all the walls red

To remind them they’re all dead

And when it’s all gone something carries on

And it’s not morbid at all it’s just when natures had enough of you

When my blood stops, someone else’s will fall

When my head rolls off, someone else’s will turn

And while I’m alive, I’ll make tiny changes to earth

Tiny changes to earth, tiny changes to earth

Tiny changes to earth, tiny changes to earth

Tiny changes to earth, tiny changes to earth

Tiny changes to earth

Jesus is just Spanish boy’s name