{"id":11942,"date":"2010-07-06T08:17:34","date_gmt":"2010-07-06T07:17:34","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.filindeblogg.nu\/?p=11942"},"modified":"2010-07-06T08:26:27","modified_gmt":"2010-07-06T07:26:27","slug":"life-is-a-cabaret-old-chum","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.filindeblogg.nu\/?p=11942","title":{"rendered":"Life is a Cabaret, old chum…"},"content":{"rendered":"

What good is sitting alone in your room?
\nCome hear the music play.
\nLife is a Cabaret, old chum,
\nCome to the Cabaret.<\/a><\/p>\n

Put down the knitting,
\nThe book and the broom.
\nTime for a holiday.
\nLife is Cabaret, old chum,
\nCome to the Cabaret.<\/p>\n

Come taste the wine,
\nCome hear the band.
\nCome blow your horn,
\nStart celebrating;
\nRight this way,
\nYour table’s waiting<\/p>\n

No use permitting
\nsoem prophet of doom
\nTo wipe every smile away.
\nCome hear the music play.
\nLife is a Cabaret, old chum,
\nCome to the Cabaret!<\/p>\n

I used to have a girlfriend
\nknown as Elsie
\nWith whom I shared
\nFour sordid rooms in Chelsea<\/p>\n

She wasn’t what you’d call
\nA blushing flower…
\nAs a matter of fact
\nShe rented by the hour.<\/p>\n

The day she died the neighbors
\ncame to snicker:
\n”Well, thats what comes
\nfrom to much pills and liquor.”<\/p>\n

But when I saw her laid out like a Queen
\nShe was the happiest…corpse…
\nI’d ever seen.<\/p>\n

I think of Elsie to this very day.
\nI’d remember how’d she turn to me and say:
\n”What good is sitting alone in your room?
\nCome hear the music play.
\nLife is a Cabaret, old chum,
\nCome to the Cabaret.”<\/p>\n

And as for me,
\nI made up my mind back in Chelsea,
\nWhen I go, I’m going like Elsie.<\/p>\n

Start by admitting
\nFrom cradle to tomb
\nIsn’t that long a stay.
\nLife is a Cabaret, old chum,
\nOnly a Cabaret, old chum,
\nAnd I love a Cabaret!<\/p>\n

\"\"<\/a>R.I.P
\nBruno Wid\u00e9n<\/strong><\/p>\n

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