Cabaret

Lyrics
What good is sitting alone in your room? Come hear the music play Life is a cabaret, old chum Come to the cabaret Put down the knitting The book and the broom It's time for a holiday Life is a cabaret, old chum Come to the cabaret Come taste the wine Come hear the band Come blow your horn Start celebrating; Right this way Your table's waiting What good admitting some prophet of doom? To wipe every smile away Life is a cabaret, old chum So come to the cabaret! I used to have this roommate Known as Kelsey With whom I shared Four sordid rooms in Chelsea He wasn't what you'd call A blushing flower As a matter of fact He rented by the hour The day he died the neighbors Came to snicker: "Well, that's what comes From too much pills and liquor." But when I saw him laid out like a queen He was the happiest corpse I'd ever seen I think of Kelsey to this very day I'd remember how'd he turn to me and say: "What good is sitting alone in your room? Come hear the music play Life is a cabaret, old chum Come to the cabaret." And as for me, as for me I made my mind up back in Chelsea When I go, I ain't going like Kelsey Start by admitting From cradle to tomb It isn't that long a stay Life is a cabaret, old chum Only a cabaret, old chum And I love a cabaret!
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Credits
- Writers
- Fred Ebb
- John Kander