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

When you laugh
I'm inside
Your mouth