作词 : Davies, Davies
  My makeup is dry and it clags 'round my chin
 I'm drowning my sorrows in whiskey and gin
 The lion tamers whip doesn't crack anymore
 The lions they won't fight and the tigers won't roar
 
 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
 
 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
 Let's all drink to the death of a clown