Lyrics:

My makeup is dry and it clags on my chinI'm drowning my sorrows in whisky and ginThe lion tamer's whip doesn't crack anymoreThe lions they won't fight and the tigers won't roarLa-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-laSo let's all drink to the death of a clownWon't someone help me to break up this crownLet's all drink to the death of a clownLet's all drink to the death of a clownThe old fortune teller lies dead on the floorNobody needs fortunes told anymoreThe trainer of insects is crouched on his kneesAnd frantically looking for runaway fleasLa-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-laLet's all drink to the death of a clownSo won't someone help me to break up this crownLet's all drink to the death of a clownLa-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-laLet's all drink to the death of a clownLa-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la