The Kinks
Death of a Clown
Duration: 03:13
File type: mp3
File size: 7.36 МБ
Bitrate: 320
Lyrics of "The Kinks — Death of a Clown"
One, two
One, two, three, four My makeup is dry and it cracks 'round 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 bite and the tigers won't roar La-la-la, la-la-la, 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 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 La-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la-la
Let's all drink to the death of a clown
