Isn't it rich, are we a pair
Me here at last on the ground
You in mid-air - send in the clowns uh? uh? uh? uh?

Isn't it bliss, don't you approve
One who keeps tearing around
One who can't move
Where are the clowns send in the clowns

Just when I'd 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 uh? uh? uh?

Don't you love farce - my fault I fear
I thought that you'd want what I want - sorry my dear
But where are the clowns' - quick 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
Where are the clowns - there ought to be clowns
Well maybe next year?