Dave Davies - Death of a clown 1967 <br /> <br />I want to spend my life with a girl like you <br />Ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba <br />And do all the things that you want me to <br />Ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba <br /> <br />Till that time has come <br />That we might live as one <br />My makeup is dry and it clags on my chin <br />I'm drowning my sorrows in whisky and gin <br />The lion tamer's whip doesn't crack anymore <br />The lions they won't fight and the tigers won't roar <br /> <br />La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la <br />So let's all drink to the death of a clown <br />Won't someone help me to break up this crown <br />Let's all drink to the death of a clown <br />Let's all drink to the death of a clown <br /> <br />The old fortune teller lies dead on the floor <br />Nobody needs fortunes told anymore <br />The trainer of insects is crouched on his knees <br />And frantically looking for runaway fleas <br /> <br />La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la <br />Let's all drink to the death of a clown <br />So won't someone help me to break up this crown <br />Let's all drink to the death of a clown <br />La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la <br />Let's all drink to the death of a clown <br />La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
