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