Isn't it rich, aren't we a pair5. 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.
Isn't it rich?. Aren't we a pair?. Me here at last on the ground. You in mid-air. Send in the clowns. . Isn't it bliss?. Don't you approve?. One who keeps tearing around.