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Brown paper bag, stop me now, I'm on a roll
Plain wrapper in your pocket
Is it the invisible man
You're with, woman?

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

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

Sister Sister was the of the band
and blood, my death close at hand
Sister, is not about me and it's not about you, I swear
No hard feelings, personal, so sculpture rides the air

For free words, words,
Longings, longings, longings, all in
Just ask vanity, abandoned out in the rain by the
Another proud

And as Americans, we let it slide away
little negress
You've got to say yes to excess
Let's go for a today

In possession of eyes say
In of eyes that say

A southern bunkhouse, blue up above
A kind of figure of feminine
And wit passes for love these

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

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

Four white pillars, style
All of America to lights his pipes
All of America live to his pipe at night
To Dixie responds, "Free me"

And then his sashes again

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

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

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