Theatre of the Absurd

The lights go down on some dark theatre in London Ooh, for the cruelest comedy The audience hold their breath they freeze and dare not look away Ooh, it's the cruelest comedy The actors stumble on, with masks, but no real plot There are no exit signs and all the doors are locked The compere jumps up Ladies and gentlemen, I'm so glad that you heard Of the blackest black comedy From The House of The Absurd The orchestra strike up a song that no one's heard of A story-line that no one knows to sing This cabaret must never end A dozen roses no one sends Ooh, the cruelest comedy The stage is draped palest, palest bitter blue And from the wings and right on cue The compere jumps up Ladies and gentlemen, I'm so glad that you heard Of the blackest black comedy From The House Of The Absurd Ladies and gentlemen, will you please walk this way For the last and only performance of the cruellest cabaret The blackest black comedy from The Theatre Of The Absurd