Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Daniel Boaventura
Daniel Boaventura
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Stephen Sondheim
Stephen Sondheim
Songwriter

Lyrics

Isn't it rich? Aren't 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 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 the farce? My fault I fear I thought that you'd want what I want But sorry my dear Where are the clowns? There ought to be clowns Send in the clowns Isn't it rich? Isn't it clear? Losing my timing this late in my career And where are the clowns? Quick send in the clowns Don't bother, they're here
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