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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
Baboons and birds
Sucking the sun
With the weight of you dear
I forgot