Send the Clowns (Live) - Lou Rawls
Isn't it rich
Are we a pair
Me here at last on the ground
And you in mid air
Send in the clowns
Isn't it bliss
Don't you approve
One who keeps tearing around
And one who can't move
Where are the clowns
Send in the clowns
Just when I'd stopped
Opening doors
Finally knowing
The one that I wanted was yours
Making my entrance again
With my usual flair
Sure of my lines
One but no one is there
Don't you love farce
Which my fault I fear
You know
I thought that you'd want what I want
Who I'm sorry my dear
Where are the clowns
Quick send in the clowns
Isn't it rich
Isn't it queer
Losing my timing this late
In my career
But where are the clowns
There ought to be clowns
Because they are right here
They are here maybe
Maybe next year
