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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
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