Lyrics

Welcome to my show. It's good to know You don't mind getting out of bed At least to see what happens next Welcome to my burlesque sideshow I think you might need a bottle of wine To understand this sordid mess I heard the preacher say a long, long time ago "Rock and roll might move you But the devil's gonna take your soul." Say preacher, it's okay. No need to get excited It's just cabaret, and even you're invited, but Leave your doomsday prophecies at home Yeah, it's alright. Step right up and try it And we'll dance all night You Love it, don't deny it, but Put us down and you can dance alone Welcome to the show Welcome to the show Welcome to my world of make believe You'll see just what I tell you to see And leave your troubles at the door I'm a killer, I'm a healer, I'm a miracle medicine man And if the world should end in an hour I have a fifty-nine minute plan I'm your devil, I'm your angel, I'm your lover And baby, I'm your whore My doctor told me, "Be careful how you live Rock and roll will take from you much more than you can give." Hey doctor, it's alright. I don't need your prescription I've got cabaret, my beautiful addiction, so Leave your medication pad at home But if it's cabaret, then go ahead and dose me 'Til there's no room in my veins for rock and roll Welcome to the show Welcome to the show Say, it's okay. No need to get excited It's just cabaret, and even you're invited, but Leave your doomsday prophecies at home Yeah, it's alright. Step right up and try it And we'll dance all night You Love it, don't deny it, but Put us down and you can dance alone Welcome to the show Welcome to the show
Writer(s): Randall Shreve Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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