The Racoons
Текст песни Death Of A Clown (The Kinks)

My makeup is dry and it cracks on my chin
Im drowning my sorrows in whisky and gin
The lion tamers whip doesn`t crack anymore
The lions they won`t bite 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 crown?
Let`s all drink to the death of a clown
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

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