Cabaret

Written by Joe Masteroff in 1966. Here it is performed by Liza Minelli

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 the horn, start celebrating,
Right this way, your table’s waiting.
No use permitting some prophet of doom
To wipe every smile away.
Come hear the music play.
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 alone in your room?
Come hear the music play.
Life is a Cabaret, old chum,
Come to the Cabaret.”

And as for me,
I made up my mind back in Chelsea,
When I go, I’m going like Elsie.

Start by admitting
From cradle to tomb
Isn’t that long a stay.
Life is a Cabaret, old chum,
Only a Cabaret, old chum,
And I love a Cabaret!