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 [bad word]  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 [bad word]  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