Paper Bag

No time to fuck

But you like the rush

And where would we be without sums

Deals we makeBrown paper bag

Makes for a hat

When it rains on your head, mate

Cheers for thatWhen the world

Stops for snow

When you laugh

I'm inside your mouthSucking the sun

Baboons and birds

With the weight of you dear

I forgotBrown paper bag

Makes for a hat

When it rains on your head, mate

Cheers for thatWhen the world

Stops for snow

When you laugh

I'm inside your mouthAnd you scream, dear

Fear also tamedWhen you laugh

I'm inside your mouth