Cabaret. . What good is sitting, alone in your room?. But come, hear the music play!. Life is a cabaret, old chum! Come to the cabaret!. . Put down the knitting, the book and the broom.
Amnesty night the jokes on you,. about as much use as a Pulitzer Prize photograph. irony here is lost on you,. what sells sells and we can never change that.
What good is sitting alone in your room?. Come hear the music play. Life is a cabaret, old chum. Come to the cabaret. . Put down the knitting. The book, and the broom.