Death Of A Clown
The Kinks
My Cmakeup is dry and it Gcracks on my chin
I'm Fdrowning my sorrows in Cwhiskey and Ggin
The Clion tamer's whip doesn't Gcrack anymore
The Flions they won't bite and the Ctigers won't Groar
FLa la la DmLa la la BLa la la EbLa
So Dmlet's all drink to the Cdeath of a Gclown
CWon't someone help me to Gbreak up this crown
FLet's all drink to the Cdeath of a Gclown
FLa la la DmLa la la BLa la la EbLa
DmLet's all drink to the Cdeath of a Gclown
The Cold fortune teller lies Gdead on the floor
FNobody needs fortunes Ctold anyGmore
The Ctrainer of insects is Gcrouched on his knees
And Ffrantically looking for Crunaway Gfleas
FLa la la DmLa la la BLa la la EbLa
DmLet's all drink to the Cdeath of a Gclown
So Cwon't someone help me to Gbreak up this crown
FLet's all drink to the Cdeath of a Gclown
FLa la la DmLa la la BLa la la EbLa
DmLet's all drink to the Cdeath of a Gclown
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