So, there are things I know Cos I get blind But it's not for show It's another kind Of heel and toe, Behind the curtain O out mine eyes, Vile jelly-o I had you pegged as a kind of friend Who would see the matter through, When I looked up you'd shot through, I had to wonder was it you that I was talking to? With a sea between us, it couldn't have been us Take this wine away All my imps are come to play Sometimes I get so low Low and lonely, There's no-one I know, Not here for me, Just flowers and stone, Out on my throne I sit repealing my cameos I had you pegged as a kind of friend Who would see the matter through, When I looked up you'd shot through, I had to wonder was it you and me who schemed To have a submarine to come and free me Take this wine away All my imps are come to play O out mine eyes, Vile jelly-o I had you pegged as a kind of friend Who would see the matter through, When I looked up you'd shot through, I had to wonder was it you that I was talking to, Or refuse, obscene chimeras of my dream Take this wine away All my imps are come to play