Send in the Clowns (From "Joker")

Isn't it rich?

Aren't we a pair?

Me here at last on ground

You in mid-air

Where are the clowns?

Isn't it bliss?

Don't you approve?

One who keeps tearing around

One who can't move

Where are the clowns?

There ought to be clowns

Just when I'd stopped opening doors

Finally knowing the one that I wanted was yours

Making my entrance again with my usual flair

Sure of my lines

No one is there

Don't you laugh

All 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 bothеr, they're hеre

Isn't it rich?

Isn't it queer?

Losing my timing this late in my career?

But where are the clowns?

There ought to be clowns

Well, maybe next year