Send in the Clowns (From "Little Night Music, A")

Send in the Clowns - The Hit Co.

Isn't it rich?

Are we a pair?

Me here at last on the ground,

You in mid-air..

Send in the clowns.

Isn't it bliss?

Don't you approve?

One who keeps tearing around,

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...

No one is there.

Don't you love farce?

My fault, I fear.

I thought that you'd want what I want...

Sorry, my dear!

But where are the clowns

Quick, send in the clowns

Don't bother, they're here

Isn't it rich isn't it queer

Losing my timing this late is my career

And where are the clowns

There ought to be clowns

When maybe next here