Original lyrics

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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