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 that 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