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My makeup is dry and it clags 'round 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 

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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 
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