In bars and in restaurants
In the cheapest Paris fairground
Each night he is found
With fury and handwringing
Each night he’s singing
Until he’s laughed out of town
Jazz band goes jingle jangle
Vicious monkeys scramble
To show their crippled teeth all worn down
He’s drunk and he’s obnoxious
And then he’s feeling nauseous
He spreads his faded blooms upon the ground
He’s drunk on his nirvana
Asleep at the piano
In this crazy celebration drowns
Jazz band goes jingle jangle
Vicious monkeys gamble
Shouting Merry Christmas and come on
The musicians they are leaving
Here comes the end of evening
But he can’t even raise his head to frown
And from the green fir branches
A yellow angel drops down
And says poor maestro you’ve lost your crown
They say you sang the tango
In the brothels dens and night streets
You’re a sad and tired clown
And up in the high heavens
God extinguishes the candles
And the yellow angel drowns
