My makeup is dry and it cracks on my chinI'm drowning my
sorrows in whiskey and ginThe lion tamer's whip
doesn't crack anymoreThe lions they won't bite and the
tigers won't roarLa la la LaSo let's all drink to the
death of a clownWon't someone help me to break up this
crownLet's all drink to the death of a clownLa la la la la
la la la la laLet's all drink to the death of a clownThe
old fortune teller lies dead on the floorNobody needs fortunes
told anymoreThe trainer of insects is crouched on his kneesAnd
frantically looking for runaway fleasLa la la la la la la la la
laLet's all drink to the death of a clownSo won't
someone help me to breakup this crownLet's all drink to the
death of a clownLa la la la la la la la la la