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