There's no charity in you And that surprises me I guess I thought you were a golden idol Cause I called you majesty On the balustrade You watched me hunt for tips I was obliged to pick up From the passing trade
Hey, kids--look at this It's the fall of the world's own optimist I could get back up if you insist But you'll have to ask politely Cause the eggshells I've been treading Couldn't spare me a beheading And I'll know I had it coming From a caesar who was only slumming Hey, kids--look at this It's the fall of the world's own optimist
Well, I could have objections Which you could override But what's the point--we're only flogging the horse When the horseman has up and died Once I testified And swore I'd never leave a stone unturned-- I bet you're really glad that I lied
Hey, kids--look at this It's the fall of the world's own optimist I could get back up if you insist But you'll have to ask politely Cause the eggshells I've been treading Couldn't spare me a beheading And I'll know I had it coming From a caesar who was only slumming Hey, kids--look at this It's the fall of the world's own optimist
Hey, kids--look at this It's the fall of the world's own optimist I could get back up if you insist But you'll have to ask politely Yes, you'll have to ask politely Yes, you'll have to ask
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