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 your 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 So come to the cabaret INST Come taste the wine Come hear the band Come blow your 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 It's only a cabaret, old chum Life is a cabaret, old chum Come to the cabaret