What good is sitting

"Cabaret"

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

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

I used to have
This 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 neighbor's came to snicker
Well, that's what comes
From too much pills and liquor
But when I saw her Laid out like a queen
She was the happiest corpse
I'd ever seen
I think of Elsie to this very day
I remember how she'd 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,
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
There isn't that long a stay
Life is a cabaret, old chum.
Only a cabaret old chum,
And I love a cabaret!

Kander & Ebb

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