The Fall of the World's Own Optimist

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 --- The Fall of the World's Own Optimist - Aimee Mann