What good is sitting, alone in the room?
Come, hear the music play, yes
Life is a cabaret, old chum
Come to the cabaret
Put down that knitting
The book and the broom
Time for a holiday
Life is a cabaret, old chum
So come to the cabaret

Come taste the wine
Come hear the band
Yes, it's time for celebrating
Right this way, your table's waiting

No use permitting some prophet of doom
And wipe every smile away, yes
Life is a cabaret, old chum
So come to the cabaret, yeah

Yes, life is a cabaret, old chum
Only a cabaret, old chum
So come to the cabaret