Death of a clown
D A A7
1. My make-up is dry
and it cracks from my chin,
G D A
I`m drowning my sorrows in whisky and gin.
D A A7
The lion-tamer`s whip doesn`t crack
anymore,
G D A
the lions they won`t bite and the tiger`s
won`t roar.
G
Em C F
La la la la la la la la
la la,
Em D A
so let`s go and drink
to the death of a clown.
D A A7
2. Won`t someone help
me to break up this crowd,
G D A
let`s all drink to the death of a
clown. + CHORUS
D A A7
3. The old
fortune-teller lies dead on the floor,
G D A
nobody needs fortunes told anymore.
D A A7
The trainer of insects is crouched on his
knees,
G D A
and virtually looking for runaway
fleas. + CHORUS
D A A7
4. So won`t someone
help me to break up this crowd,
G D A
let`s all drink to the death of a
clown. + CHORUS
D A
A7 G D
A
La la la la la la la la la la,
la la la la la la la la la la
(repeat and
fade)
(Dave Davies)