Lyrics

My makeup is dry and it clags on my chin  
I'm drowning my sorrows in whiskey and gin  
The lion tamer's whip doesn't crack anymore  
The lions they won't fight 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  
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

Song details

Artist: Kinks