Cabaret (Cabaret) [Re-Recorded Version]

Cabaret (Cabaret) (Re-Recorded Version) - The Actorist

＂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

It＇s time for a holiday

Life is a Cabaret old chum

Come to the Cabaret

Come taste the wine

Come hear the band

Come blow a 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

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 that＇s what comes

From too 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 remember how she＇d 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

Come hear the music play

Life is a Cabaret old chum

Come to the Cabaret ＂

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

Only a Cabaret old chum

And I love a Cabaret