The Fall Of The World's Own Optimist — Aimee Mann

Theres 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

Its the fall of the worlds own optimist

I could get back up if you insist

But youll have to ask politely

Cause the eggshells Ive been treading

Couldnt spare me a beheading

And Ill know I had it coming

From a caesar who was only slumming

Hey, kids--look at this

Its the fall of the worlds own optimist

Well, I could have objections

Which you could override

But whats the point--were only flogging the horse

When the horseman has up and died

Once I testified

And swore Id never leave a stone unturned--

I bet youre really glad that I lied

Hey, kids--look at this

Its the fall of the worlds own optimist

I could get back up if you insist

But youll have to ask politely

Cause the eggshells Ive been treading

Couldnt spare me a beheading

And Ill know I had it coming

From a caesar who was only slumming

Hey, kids--look at this

Its the fall of the worlds own optimist

Hey, kids--look at this

Its the fall of the worlds own optimist

I could get back up if you insist

But youll have to ask politely

Yes, youll have to ask politely

Yes, youll have to ask