Paper Bag

No time to fuck

But you like the rush

And where would we be without sums

Deals we make

Brown paper bag

Makes for a hat

When it rains on your head, mate

Cheers for that

When the world

Stops for snow

When you laugh

I'm inside your mouth

Sucking the sun

Baboons and birds

With the weight of you dear

I forgot

Brown paper bag

Makes for a hat

When it rains on your head, mate

Cheers for that

When the world

Stops for snow

When you laugh

I'm inside your mouth

And you scream, dear

Fear also tamed

When you laugh

I'm inside your mouth