Standard (EADGBE)

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

Chorus

Solo

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