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 f**kers
You mother f**kers
Where did you go
You mother f**kers
You mother f**kers
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 f**kers
You mother f**kers
Where did you go
You mother f**kers
You mother f**kers
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