No time to fuck
But you like the rush
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 deer
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
Oh just go dear
Feels a tear
When you laugh I'm inside
Your mouth
Writer(s): William Owen Gregory, Alison Elizabeth Goldfrapp
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