My makeup is dry and it clags on my chin Im drowning my sorrows in whisky and gin The lion tamers whip doesnt't't crack anymore The lions they wont fight and the tigers wont roar
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la So lets all drink to the death of a clown Wont someone help me to break up this crown Lets all drink to the death of a clown Lets all drink to the death of a clown
The old fortune teller lies dead on the floor Nobody needs fortunes told anymore The trainer of insects is crouched on his knees And frantically looking for runaway fleas
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la Lets all drink to the death of a clown So wont someone help me to break up this crown Lets all drink to the death of a clown La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la Lets all drink to the death of a clown La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la