Lyrics

Isn't it rich? Are we a pair? You, here at last on the ground You in midair Was that a farce? My fault, I fear Me as a merry-go-round Me as King Lear Make way for the clowns Applause for the clowns They're finally here
Writer(s): Stephen Sondheim Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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