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 politely