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 ....