You reached the line
Dug right on time
You spin the plate
You broke the glass
You dodged the fires
You've won the race
You reached the line
Dug right on time
You cracked the safe
You broke the glass
You dodged the fires
You've won the race
And nobody’s singing the songs from the ceilings
And no one is drinking the wine of the kings
and everyone’s waving their hands and their wings
and everyone’s laughing, their mouth on a string