As the tears of laughter dry
All the clowns have gone aw-ay
As the curtain starts to fall
Goodnight, god bless you one and all
As laughter turns to tears
Half an hour can seem like years
Here's a list of cast and crew
Christ alone knows what they do
That's it, there'll be no funny bits
After this is the end of it,
No tiny tidbits after this bit
This is the end, the end, the end!
And so the chubby-faced cheekie chappie is no more.
I am sad. He was a childhood icon of mine, and one of his songs when sung by me, gave my mum the courage and emotional strength to beat cancer. I owe you, dude.
That song, in glorious praise to another M. Smith...