🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Death Of A Clown - Kinks

 My makeup is dry and it clags  my chin
 I'm drowning my sorrows in whisky  gin
 The lion tamer's whip doesn't crack 
 The lions they won't fight and the tigers  roar
 
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 So let's all drink to the  of a clown
  someone help me to break up this crowd
 Let's all drink to the death  a clown
 
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 Let's all drink to the  of a clown
 
 The  fortune teller lies dead on the floor
 Nobody needs fortunes  anymore
 The trainer of insects is  on his knees
  frantically looking for runaway fleas
 
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 Let's all drink to the death  a clown
 So won't someone help me to break up  crowd
 Let's all drink to the death of a 
 
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 Let's all drink to the death of a 
 
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