ฟังเพลงWhy Must the Show Go On?

Why Must the Show Go On? - Noel Coward and Orchestra

The world for some years

Has been sodden with tears

On behalf of the acting profession

Each star playing a part

Seems to expect a Purple Heart

It's unorthodox to be born in a box

But it needn't become an obsession

Let's hope we have no worse to plague us

Than two shows a night in Las Vegas

When I think of physicians and mathematicians

Who don't earn a quarter the dough

When I look at the faces

Of people in Macy's

There's one thing I'm burning to know:

Why must the show go on

It can't be all that indispensable

To me it really isn't sensible on the whole

To play a leading role

While fighting those tears you can't control

Why kick up your legs

When draining the dregs

Of sorrow's bitter cup

Because you have read

Some idiot has said

'The curtain must stay up '

I'd like to know

Why a star takes bows

Having just returned from burying her spouse

Brave boop-a-doopers

Go home and dry your tears

Gallant old troopers

You've bored us all for years

And if you're so blue

Wet through

And thoroughly woe-begone

Why must the show go on

Oh mammy

Why must the show go on

We're asked to condole

With each tremulous soul

Who steps out to be loudly applauded

Stars on opening nights

Weep when they see their names in lights

Though people who act

As a matter of fact

Are financially amply rewarded

It seems when pursuing their calling

Their suffering's simply appalling

But butchers and bakers and candlestick makers

Get little applause for their pains

When I think of miners

And waiters in diners

The query forever remains:

Why must the show go on

The rule

Is surely not immutable

It It might be wiser

And more suitable

Just to close

If you are in the throes

Of personal grief and private woes

Why stifle a sob when doing your job

When if you'd use your head

You'd go out and grab

A comfortable cab

And go right home to bed

Because you're not

Giving us much fun

This 'Laugh Clown Laugh' routine's been overdone

Hats off to showfolks

For smiling when they're blue

But more comme il faut folks

Are sick of smiling through

And if you're out cold

Too old

And most of your teeth have gone

Why must the show go on

I sometimes wonder

Why must the show go on

Why must the show go on

Now why not announce the closing night of it

The public seem to hate the sight of it dear

And so

Why you should undergo

This terrible strain

We'll never know

We know that you're sad

We know that you've had

A lot of storm and strife

But is it quite fair

To ask us to share

Your dreary private life

We know you're trapped in a gilded cage

But for heaven's sake

Relax and be your age

Stop being gallant

And don't be such a bore

Pack up your talent

There's always plenty more

And if you lose hope

Take d**e

And lock yourself in the John

Why must the show go on

I'm merely asking

Why must the show

Go on