Isn't it rich aren't we a pair
Me here at last on the ground
and 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
But 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 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 bother they're here
Isn't it rich isn't it queer
Losing my timing
this late in my career
But where are the clowns
send in the clowns
Well maybe next year