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And when you think
You think some thoughts
You think some thoughts
And then you let them go
Float away in a stream
They take their leave so fastily
They were here, but now they're gone
You mother fuckers
You mother fuckers
Where did you go?
You mother fuckers
You mother fuckers
Where did you go?
Did you go?
Oh I need some paper
There's a man by the lake
He spends his days in shifty ways
Catching rays
(Suspicious)
And of course it's the lake
It's filled by the stream
That carried your thoughts away
(Malicious)
You mother fuckers
You mother fuckers
Where did you go?
You mother fuckers
You mother fuckers
Where did you go?
Did you go?
Oh I need some paper
I need paper, I need paper, I need paper
Yes I do
To keep my thoughts from going away
To keep my thoughts from blowing away
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