Testo 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. 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