Death of a clown
My Makeup Is Dry And It Cracks On My Chin,
Im Drowning My Sorrows In Whisky And Gin.
The Lion Tamers Whip Doesnt 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 Crowd,
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 Crowd,
Lets All Drink To The Death Of A Clown.
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la.
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