And when my head gets dizzy
And friends all laugh
And money pours
from my pocket
And goid from my ears
And silver flies out
and rubies explode
I'll up & eat
And sing another song
And drop another grape
In my belly down
Cause you know
What Omar Khayyam said
Better be happy
With the happy grape
As make long faces
And groan all night
In search of fruit
That dont exist