Send in the Clowns Songtext
von Bryan Ferry

Isn′t it rich, aren't 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 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?
Send in the clowns
Don't bother, they′re here

What a surprise, who could foresee?
I've come to feel about you what you felt about me
Why only now when I see that you′ve drifted away?
What a surprise, what a cliche

Isn't it rich, isn′t it queer?
Losing my timing this late in my career
Where are the clowns?
There oughta be clowns
Well, maybe next year