Cabaret - Dee Snider
Written by：Fred Ebb/John Kander
Oh what good is sitting alone in your room
Come hear the music play
Life is a cabaret old chump
Come to the cabaret
Put down the knitting
The book and the broom
It's time for a holiday
Life is cabaret old chump
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 chump
Come to the cabaret
Give to your now
I used to have is romen
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 week
The day she died the neighbours
Came to snicker
Well that's what comes from to much pills and liquor
But when I saw her laid out like a queen
He 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 chump
Come to the cabaret
And as for me
As for me
I made up my mind of back in chelsea
When I go
I'm and going like elsie
Start by admitting
From cradle to tomb
Isn't that long a stay
Life is a cabaret old chum
It's only a cabaret old chum
And I love a cabaret
