Kinks: Death of a clown

lyrics

It dries my structure, it is clags of that my jaw
Im where my sorrow is dampened with the whiskey and the gin
Tamers of the lion strikes the crack of doesnt already
It does not fight with and as for [tora] the lion which does not roar

La la la la la la la la lala
So the dying all beverage of the buffoonery teacher is permitted
Someone does not help the fact that I divide this crown
The dying all beverage of the buffoonery teacher is permitted
The dying all beverage of the buffoonery teacher is permitted

The old necromancer is completely on the floor
The good fortune which which who it rubs and is said is not needed
The body you can stoop the trainer of the insect with that knee
And the chisel of escape is searched in semi- frenzy

La la la la la la la la lala
The dying all beverage of the buffoonery teacher is permitted
So someone does not help the fact that I divide this crown
The dying all beverage of the buffoonery teacher is permitted
La la la la la la la la lala
The dying all beverage of the buffoonery teacher is permitted
La la la la la la la la lala