Interpret:

Helena Vondráčková

Album:

The Broadway Album (English)

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
 One who can´t move
 Where are the clowns
 Send in the clowns


 Just when I 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 love farce
 My fault I fear
 I thouht that you´d want what I want
 Sorry my dear
 But where are the clowns
 There ought to be clowns
 Quick send in the clowns


 What a surprise!
 Who could foresse
 I´d come to feel about you
 What you felt about me
 Why only now when I see
 That you drifted away?
 What a surprise
 What a cliche


 Isn´t it rich
 Isn´t it queer
 Losing my timing this late
 In my careere
 And where are the clowns
 Quick send in the clowns
 Don´t bother they´re here