Sugarcubes - Delicious Demon текст песни

one person calls someone to pour the water, because it takes
Two to pour the water, to plough takes two as well, but only one to hold up
The sky. one plays the harp, beats a rock with a stick, becomes a priest at
Least, a delicious demon. two men need one money one money needs no man, one
Is on ones knees, loses ones head, except maybe a delicious demon, then one is
No longer, so delicious!