Is My Face On Straight?

Inflate you waistcoat Wind down your eyes Tie on your best smile Check your disguise Dryclean your old jokes Practise despair Hide your relations Under the stairs You're invited to attend the turkey Party convention Isn't that nice? You can leave your troubles at the door We have ways to make you cheer As long as you're not sick or poor A negro or a queer We can fit you with a suit of clothes That will make you look like us An appointments book and a new outlook A ladder or a truss Have another cup of reality Drink and drink some more You can own a boat, a house, a car Or live like Howard Hughes Come on what have you got to lose If you're discreet there are pleasures sweet You can even swap your wife If you're only sign the dotted line You'll be fine, oh, so fine Thank you for joining here Here are your pills Man in the white coat WilI send you the bill Would you like to meet Our most distinguished member A doctor, Faustus by name Is my, is my Is my face on straight? Is my face on straight? Will they laugh at the gate Oh, I mustn't be late Is my face on straight? Is my face on straight? Will they let me throught the gate Oh, I mustn't be late Is my face on straight? Is my face on straight?