As Osiris took my honey
The honey from heavens breast
Was true to sound of money
Upon my hampered quest
We rose up into aether
The spoon it bubbled deeper
Yet colour went from white to bright
As the music flowed through the speaker
May bubbles toil and troubles foiled
She kissed me on my guided foil
A red river from the mountain down
Streamed briefly upon my crown
The dragon wept its tears of debt
And yet we heard the Jesters laugh
So may the wings of Draco burn
As we slept upon its dark regret
As we slept upon its dark regret