Death Of a Clown

My makeup is dry and it cracks on my chin

I'm drowning my sorrows in whiskey and gin

The lion tamer's whip doesn't crack anymore

The lions they won't bite and the tigers won't roar

La la la La

So let's all drink to the death of a clown

Won't someone help me to break up this crown

Let's all 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

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

Let's all drink to the death of a clown

So won't someone help me to breakup this crown

Let's all drink to the death of a clown

La la la la la la la la la la