God Smokes Havanas - Mick Harvey, Andrea Schroeder

God is a smoker of Havanas

I see his grey clouds in the sky

I know he smokes them even in the night

Just like me, love of my life

You’re just a smoker of Gitanes

I see your blue billowing clouds

Sometimes it brings tears to my eyes, I’ll avow

You are my master after God

God is a smoker of Havanas

He himself gave me to understand

That smoking can send you to the promised land

I know it darling take my hand

You’re just a smoker of Gitanes

Without them you’re always in a mood

Open up your eyes to the light of my moon

Open them for the love of God

God is a smoker of Havanas

I’m very close to you but far from him

I would like to keep you always under my wing

Understand me my darling

You’re just a smoker of Gitanes

And the last I want to see

Is the love-light shining in your eyes for me

Love me in the name of God

God is just a smoker of Havanas

He himself gave me to understand

That smoking can send you to the promised land

I know it darling take my hand