Theatre of the Absurd

The lights go down on some dark theatre in London

Ooh, for the cruelest comedy

The audience hold their breath they freeze and dare not look away

Ooh, it's the cruelest comedy

The actors stumble on, with masks, but no real plot

There are no exit signs and all the doors are locked

The compere jumps up

Ladies and gentlemen, I'm so glad that you heard

Of the blackest black comedy

From The House of The Absurd

The orchestra strike up a song that no one's heard of

A story-line that no one knows to sing

This cabaret must never end

A dozen roses no one sends

Ooh, the cruelest comedy

The stage is draped palest, palest bitter blue

And from the wings and right on cue

The compere jumps up

Ladies and gentlemen, I'm so glad that you heard

Of the blackest black comedy

From The House Of The Absurd

Ladies and gentlemen, will you please walk this way

For the last and only performance of the cruellest cabaret

The blackest black comedy from The Theatre Of The Absurd