My makeup is dry and it clags 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
  
   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