Cabaret Songtext / Lyric

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,
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.

No use permitting some prophet of doom
To wipe every smile away.
Life is a Cabaret old chum,
Come to the Cabaret.

Life is a game which must be played,
Come on along, start celebrating,
Set your heart a-palpitating.

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,
So come to the Cabaret!

I used to have a girlfriend known as Elsie
with whom I shared four sordid rooms in Chelsea
She wasn't what you'd call a blushing flower
as a matter of fact she rented by the hour
The day she died the neighbours came to snicker
Well that comes from too much pills and liqueur
But when I saw her lay there like a queen
She was the happiest corps I'd ever seen
I think of Elsie to this very day
I remember how she turned to me and say...
What good is sitting all alone in your room?
Come hear the music play
Life is a cabaret, old chum,
Come to the cabaret
And as for me..
And as for me
I made my mind up back in Chelsea when I go...
I'm going like Elsie...
Start by admitting from cradle to tomb
It isn't that long a stay
Life is a cabaret, old chum
It's only a cabaret, old chum
And I love a cabaret