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 Oh just go dear Feels a tear When you laugh I'm inside Your mouth