Send In The Clowns Frankie laine
Isn t it rich aren t we a pair
Me here at last on the ground and you in mid air
Send in the clowns
Isn t it bliss don t you approve
One who keeps tearing around and one who can t move
But where are the clowns send in the clowns
Just when I stopped opening doors
Finally finding the one that I wanted was yours
Making my entrance again with my usual flair
Sure of my lines nobody there
Don t you love a farce my fault I fear
I thought that you d want what I want sorry my dear
But where are the clowns send in the clowns
Don t bother they re here
Isn t it rich isn t it queer
Losing my timing this late in my career
But where are the clowns send in the clowns
there ought to be clowns
Well maybe next year
