Hazy eyes glimpsing at meAt the jack of all tradesI pull a diamond queenAnd frolic in your arcadesLet's look across the brimsLet's look across and see what's insideWe gulp up the love from the king's cupAnd lose the weights of the nightIn circles each turnWe start rising upSo much is inside, yet we are so lightSoaring above the brimsAnd shooting right back again
