My makeup is dry and it clags on my chin I'm my sorrows in whisky gin The lion tamer's whip doesn't crack anymore The lions they won't fight the tigers won't roar
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la So let's all drink to the death a clown Won't someone help me to break up this crowd Let's all drink to the death of clown
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la Let's all drink to the death of a clown
old fortune teller lies dead on the floor Nobody needs fortunes told anymore trainer of insects is crouched on his knees frantically looking for runaway fleas
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la Let's all drink to the death a clown So won't someone help me to break up this crowd Let's drink to the death of a clown
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la Let's all drink to the death of a clown