Sung by Liza Minnelli.
“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.
What good’s 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 you room?
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.
149. CABARET
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 BOOKANDTHE BROOM,
TIME FOR A HOLIDAY.
LIFE IS A CABARET, OLD CHUM;
COME TO THE CABARET.
COME TASTE THE WINE,
COME HEAR THE BAND.
COME BLOW THE HORN,
START CELEBRATING,
RIGHT THIS WAY YOUR TABLE’S WAITING.
START BY ADMITTING
FROM CRADLE TO TOMB,
ISN’T THAT LONG A STAY.
LIFE IS A CABARET, OLD CHUM;
SO COME TO THE CABARET.
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