Lookin' for the Beagles, lookin' high and low;
High is for the eagles, low is where the Beagles go.
Right now to bust a bubble, to wherever there's some trouble;
That's where the Beagles go.
Trouble's not a sometime thing, it dims but won't die out;
Pleasure makes the Beagles sing, trouble makes them shout.
Lookin' for the Beagles, not where rich men go;
Rich is for the regals; Woe is all the Beagles know.