Lyrics:

Theres 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
its The Fall Of The Worlds Own Optimist
i Could Get Back Up If You Insist
but Youll Have To Ask Politely
cause The Eggshells Ive Been Treading
couldnt Spare Me A Beheading
and Ill Know I Had It Coming
from A Caesar Who Was Only Slumming
hey, Kids-Look At This
its The Fall Of The Worlds Own Optimist

well, I Could Have Objections
which You Could Override
but Whats The Point
were Only Flogging The Horse
when The Horseman Has Up And Died
once I Testified
and Swore Id Never Leave A Stone Unturned
i Bet Youre Really Glad That I Lied

hey, Kids-Look At This
its The Fall Of The Worlds Own Optimist
i Could Get Back Up If You Insist
but Youll Have To Ask Politely
cause The Eggshells Ive Been Treading
couldnt Spare Me A Beheading
and Ill Know I Had It Coming
from A Caesar Who Was Only Slumming
hey, Kids-Look At This
its The Fall Of The Worlds Own Optimist

hey, Kids-Look At This
its The Fall Of The Worlds Own Optimist
i Could Get Back Up If You Insist
but Youll Have To Ask Politely
yes, Youll Have To Ask Politely
yes, Youll Have To Ask Politely