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