Текст песни Kinks - Death of a Clown
Kinks - Death of a Clown слова песни
My makeup is dry and it clags on my chinIm drowning my sorrows in whisky and ginThe lion tamers whip doesnt crack anymoreThe lions they wont fight and the tigers wont roarLa-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-laSo lets all drink to the death of a clownWont someone help me to break up this crownLets all drink to the death of a clownLets 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-laLets all drink to the death of a clownSo wont someone help me to break up this crownLets all drink to the death of a clownLa-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-laLets all drink to the death of a clownLa-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la