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   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      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      Now my bag is in the hat, it's filled with this and that   My vision's getting fat, the rabbit's just a chicken 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      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      Chicanery will always make you happy   But we all know the hat is wearing me