Comedian died last night in New York City
Comedian died last night, ain't that a pity
Some say he was our savior, some say he was a saint
The protector of the American way
Some said he ain't
Like Coca-Cola in a clear green glass, no they don't make that anymore
Grinning face on a stickpin, falling to the floor
The photograph is in my hand
The photograph is in the sand
A girl is handing me a beer
It perspirates a little tear
The photograph is on the floor
A girl is handing me a beer
The photograph is in my hand
The last time that I tasted fear
Who winds up the watch and who watches the men?
Who photographed stars with their light from back when
Who's telling the tale and who's got in my head?
It can't all be for nothing, The Comedian's dead
I don't get it, what's the joke?
It's just the world all up in smoke
I don't know how The Watchers sleep
The wisest men on the cinder heap
Comedian died last night in New York City
Comedian died last night, ain't that a pity
Comedian fell last night and I wonder what he said
But I hope it was the punchline,
Now The Comedian's dead
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Comedian died last night in New York City
Comedian died last night, ain't that a pity
Some say he was our savior, some say he was a saint
The protector of the American way
Some said he ain't
Like Coca-Cola in a clear green glass, no they don't make that anymore
Grinning face on a stickpin, falling to the floor
The photograph is in my hand
The photograph is in the sand
A girl is handing me a beer
It perspirates a little tear
The photograph is on the floor
A girl is handing me a beer
The photograph is in my hand
The last time that I tasted fear
Who winds up the watch and who watches the men?
Who photographed stars with their light from back when
Who's telling the tale and who's got in my head?
It can't all be for nothing, The Comedian's dead
I don't get it, what's the joke?
It's just the world all up in smoke
I don't know how The Watchers sleep
The wisest men on the cinder heap
Comedian died last night in New York City
Comedian died last night, ain't that a pity
Comedian fell last night and I wonder what he said
But I hope it was the punchline,
Now The Comedian's dead
Comedian died last night, ain't that a pity
Some say he was our savior, some say he was a saint
The protector of the American way
Some said he ain't
Like Coca-Cola in a clear green glass, no they don't make that anymore
Grinning face on a stickpin, falling to the floor
The photograph is in my hand
The photograph is in the sand
A girl is handing me a beer
It perspirates a little tear
The photograph is on the floor
A girl is handing me a beer
The photograph is in my hand
The last time that I tasted fear
Who winds up the watch and who watches the men?
Who photographed stars with their light from back when
Who's telling the tale and who's got in my head?
It can't all be for nothing, The Comedian's dead
I don't get it, what's the joke?
It's just the world all up in smoke
I don't know how The Watchers sleep
The wisest men on the cinder heap
Comedian died last night in New York City
Comedian died last night, ain't that a pity
Comedian fell last night and I wonder what he said
But I hope it was the punchline,
Now The Comedian's dead
Writer: Menachem Sifen
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