歌手:The Kinks
专辑:《Classics (The Best Of The Kinks)》


My makeup is dry
And it clags 'round my chin

I'm drowning my sorrows
In whiskey and gin

The lion tamers whip
Doesn't crack anymore

The lions they won't fight
And the tigers won't roar

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

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

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

Let's all drink to the death of a clown