the expulsion from the garden of eden is the beginning of life as i know it pressed from the bright light and into the darkness where the diamonds in the rough shine so brightly grappling apples and suckling grapes savoring their sweetness and dissecting their tastes singing songs from the true life scenery tales told in tongue like j j johnson s trombone bursting his lungs hey hey shu zulu za pow pow pow hey hey shu zulu za pow pow pow gonna pass right through you gonna slip inside your skin cream lined lotion liquid love light flowing over folds of flesh slippery slow slide smooth of stone and the cut of cloth smooth of skin where the silk slid off milk like ladles poured over shoulders ponds of light flowed over boulders birds in branches called out like gunfire and their wings set the sky afire black was clouds against the sky as the mountains disappeared into the night there must ve been angels after all there must ve been angels after all there must ve been angels after all there must ve been angels after all hey hey shu zulu za pow pow pow hey hey shu zulu za pow pow pow gonna pass right through you gonna slip inside your skin