Tumbling Down

Gee, but it's hard when one lowers one's guard to the vultures

Now me I regard it's a torturous hardship that smolders

Like a peppermint eaten away

Will I fight, will I swagger or sway?

Hee hee, my lady, she cries like a baby to scolders

See her tumbling down, tumbling down

Hail to the monkey, we're having a funky reunion

Wasted and sunk, he can only have Sunday communion

He got nicotine stains in his eyes

He got nothing to protect but his pride

Oh! smother the kiss or be drownded in blissful confusion

See it tumbling down, tumbling down

Juvenile tale, see the Tintanic sail into Brighton

The Hemingway stacatto, the tragic bravado can frighten

To be here, there and everywhere's fine

But do you have to be so swift all the time

Deliver the dawn to the Moulin-Rouge on the horizon

Watch it tumbling down, tumbling down

Tumbling down, tumbling down

Oh dear, look what they've done to the blues, blues, blues

Oh dear, look what they've done to the blues, blues, blues

Oh dear, look what they've done to the blues, blues, blues

Oh dear, look what they've done to the blues, blues, blues ....