Cabaret

Why lock yourself in the room?
Come and make up your mind
Life is just a cabaret
Let's go to the cabaret.
Enough of radio, broom, and armchair
Give them a kick
Life is just a cabaret
Let's go to the cabaret.
Drink champagne, enjoy jazz
Hit the drum and with surprise
Everyone will have their table
Enough of listening to the eternal crybaby
Who suffers without reason
Life is just a cabaret
Let's go to the cabaret.
I had a friend named Elsi
I shared a flat with her in Chelsea
She wasn't exactly a saint
She rented out her thighs and her throat
She died and people talked at her wake
That's how a good party always ends
And I saw her like an empress
A beautiful dead woman so happy
When Elsi with great clarity
Looks at me and says once again
Why lock yourself in the room?
Come have a good time
Life is just a cabaret
Let's go to the cabaret!
And as for me
And as for me
I decided there in Chelsea
I will die happy like Elsi
Time flies between cradle and coffin
That's the ABC
Life is just a cabaret
It's just a cabaret
And I love this cabaret.