Death of a Clown Songtext
von Puhdys

My make-up is dry and it collects around my chin
I′m drowning my sorrows in whisky and gin
The lion tamer's whip doesn′t crack any more
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 crowd?
Let's all drink to the death of a clown The old fortune teller is dead on the floor
Nobody needs fortune told any more
The traitor of insects is crouched on his knees
And furtively looking for gone away fleas
Let′s all drink to the death of a clown
Won't someone help me to break up this crowd?
Let′s all drink to the death of a clown