Cabaret Lyrics - Singles - 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. 

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's permitting 

some prophet of doom 

To wipe every smile away? 

Life is a Cabaret, old chum, 

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 neighbors 

came to snicker: 

"Well, thats what comes 

from to 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'd remember how'd she turn 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, ha! 

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!