Isn't it rich, are 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 And one who can't move 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 fear I thought that you'd want What I want Sorry my dear Where are the colwns? There ought to be clowns Send in the clowns
Isn't it rich, isn't it queer? Losing my timing This late in my career? And where are the clowns? Quick send in the clowns Don't bother, they're here
