Cabaret Songtext
von Ute Lemper

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
So 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
No use permitting 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 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 pils and liquor"
But when I saw her lain 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 turned to me to 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, and as for me
I′ll make my mind up back in Chelsea
When I go, I'm going like Elsie
Start by admitting from cradle to tomb
It is not a longer stay
Life is a cabaret, old chum
It′s only a cabaret, old chum
And I love a cabaret