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

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

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

Sister was the name of the band
Flesh and blood, my death at hand
Sister, this is not about me and it's not about you, I
No hard feelings, nothing personal, so 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 negress
You've got to say yes to excess
go for a ride today

In possession of that say
In of eyes that say

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

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

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

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

And then lashes his sashes

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

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

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