Death Of A Clown:Dave Davies.
#3 in UK and #31 in Australia in 1967.
#1.
My makeup is dry and is cracked on my chin.
I m drowning my sorrows in whisky and gin.
The lion tamer s whip doesn t crack anymore.
The lions they won t fight and the tigers won t roar.
CHORUS:
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la.
So, let s all drink to the death of a clown.
#2.
Won t someone help me to break up this crowd.
Let s all drink to the death of a clown.
CHORUS:
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la.
So, let s all drink to the death of a clown.
#3.
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.
CHORUS:
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la.
So, let s all drink to the death of a clown.
#4.
Won t someone help me to break up this crowd.
Let s all drink to the death of a clown.
CHORUS:
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la.
So, let s all drink to the death of a clown.
OUTRO:
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la.(x2)(Fade.)
A sixties smash from Kraziekhat.
