How we all laughed at the old photographs in the magazine
Forty years old but the stories they told of a dream
No-one can frown at the face of the clown
With a tear in his eye
Taking the break was his first big mistake
It would seem

Over and over
Over and over
We will discover
We will discover
That we all fall down
Yes we all fall down
Yes we all fall down
Yes we all fall down

Why should he fear that his conscience is clear when he's makin' the deal?
Business is fair so today he won't care how they feel
Losing his hold as the years make him old so he's looking around
Wondering why all the things he could buy don't appeal

Over and over
Over and over
We will discover
We will discover
That we all fall down
Yes we all fall down
Yes we all fall down
Yes we all fall down