the fall of the world's own optimist

Lyrics

there's no charity in you, and that surprises me, i guess i thought you were a golden idol, 'cause i called you majesty, on the balustrade, you watched me hunt for tips i was obliged to pick up, from the passing trade, hey, kids - look at this, it's the fall of the world's own optimist, i could get back up if you insist, but you'll have to ask politely, 'cause the eggshells i've been treading, couldn't spare me a beheading, and i'll know i had it coming, from a caesar who was only slumming, hey, kids - look at this, it's the fall of the world's own optimist, well, i could have objections, which you could override, but what's the point - we're only flogging the horse, when the horseman has up and died, once i testified, and swore i'd never leave a stone unturned -, i bet you're really glad that i lied, hey, kids - look at this, it's the fall of the world's own optimist, i could get back up if you insist, but you'll have to ask politely, yes, you'll have to ask politely, yes, you'll have to ask