Cloud Chillin'

I know where you've gone
Although I can't see
You're up on a cloud
Watching over me

You went upstairs
And asked for a job
And a guardian angel
Is the position you've got

So you're passing the days
Up in the sky
Wearing cotton wool slippers
Whilst keeping an eye

It's a special position
But you don't get paid
For all your hard work
Not the Minimum wage

But that doesn't matter
Cause up there it's free
And you're happy to do it
To keep a watch over me