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Brown paper bag, stop me now, I'm on a roll
brown wrapper in your pocket
Is it still the man
You're consorting with,

Now that you got it all
You got it all backwards,
Enter through the exit and exit the entrance
When you can, you consorting with your invisible manhole

Fool child, you're gonna make it
New York just wants to see you naked and they will
they'd never say so
Wise, old, and dead in the snow, my southern sister

Sister was the name of the band
Flesh and blood, my death close at
Sister, this is not me and it's not about you, I swear
No feelings, nothing personal, so sculpture rides the air

For words, words, words
Longings, longings, longings, all in
Just ask vanity, out in the rain by the world
proud American

And as proud Americans, we let it slide
Harmless little
got to say yes to another excess
Let's go for a today

In possession of eyes say
In possession of that say

A southern bunkhouse, blue skies up
A kind of figure of grace
And wit passes for love days

All slender-wristed, white translucent business
for love these days
Passion, genius passes for love days

Four more years, four years
Four hundred more of this shit, fuck it
I look up, I see the North Star, I look up, I see the North
When I look up at the bar through tears

white pillars, Yankee style
All of America to lights his pipes
All of America live to light his at night
To which responds, "Free me"

And then lashes his again

"Maybe or maybe not fast forward", she
"Maybe once the seed is sown fast forward", she
"This bird has flown south", she
"Don't talk about the South", she

It's not you, it's nothing personal, no hard feelings, there
Soft sculpture rides on the air

Now you got it all wrong
You got it all backwards,
Enter through the and exit through the entrance
you can