Cabaret

(álbum: Dee Does Broadway - 2010)

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 your horn,
Start celebrating;
Right this way,
Your table's waiting

What good admitting some prophet of doom?
To wipe every smile away.
Life is a cabaret, old chum,
So come to the cabaret!

I used to have this roommate
Known as Kelsey
With whom I shared
Four sordid rooms in Chelsea.

He wasn't what you'd call
A blushing flower
As a matter of fact
He rented by the hour.

The day he died the neighbors
Came to snicker:
"Well, that's what comes
From too much pills and liquor."

But when I saw him laid out like a queen
He was the happiest corpse
I'd ever seen.

I think of Kelsey to this very day.
I'd remember how'd he turn to me and say:
"What good is sitting alone in your room?
Come hear the music play.
Life is a cabaret, old chum,
Come to the cabaret."

And as for me, as for me
I made my mind up back in Chelsea,
When I go, I ain't going like Kelsey.

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!