I peek into the hole
I struggle for control
The children love the show
But they fail to see the anguish in my eyes
Fail to see the anguish in my eyes

I scratch around the brim,
I let my mind give in, yeah, yeah
The crowd begins to grin

But they seem to scream when darkness fills my eyes
Seem to scream when darkness fills my eyes
It's no surprise

Prepare to meet, huwahaha, your doom!
Help!

Fail to see the tragic
Turn it into magic

My big top tricks will always make you happy
But we all know the hat is wearing me

Children's show, uuuuah, uuuuuah, uuuuuah

My bag is in the hat
It's filled with this and that
My vision's getting fat
The rabbit's just a monkey in disguise

Stars and pills and needles dance before our eyes
They will bite the hand
If it is slower than
The quickness of their scrutinizing eyes

[during the guitar solo in the background]
You never know you never know over there
I'm gonna kill you, I'm gonna kill you, I'm gonna kill you that's right
You
Never
Know
What's over there

Fail to see the tragic, turn it into magic
My bag of tricks will always make you happy
But we all know the hat is wearing me
Chicanery will always make you happy
But we all know the hat is wearing me