The Kinks - Death of a Clown lyrics

[The Kinks - Death of a Clown lyrics]

My makeup is dry and it clags on my chin
I'm drowning my sorrows in whisky and gin
The lion tamer's whip doesn't crack anymore
The lions they won't fight and
The tigers won't roar

La la la la la la la la la la
So let's go and 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
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

La la la la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la la la

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