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 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

Oh just go dear

Feels a tear

When you laugh I'm inside

Your mouth