Eb Ebsus Eb
Isn't it rich? Aren't we a pair?
Ebmaj9 Eb Abmaj
Me here at last on the ground, and you in mid-air
Ab6 Bb/Eb Ab/Eb Bb/Eb
Send In the clowns.
Ab/Eb Eb Ebsus Eb
Isn't it bliss? Don't you approve?
Abmaj9
One who keeps tearing around, and one who can't move.
Ab6 Bb/Eb Fm/Eb Eb
But where are the clowns? Send in the clowns.
Gm Dm7 Gm
Just when I stopped, opening doors,
Dm9 Gm Cm7
Finally knowing the one that I wanted was yours;
G Eb6/Bb F7/A Ab Gsus
Making my entrance again, with my usual flair,
Fm7b5 Gm/Bb Ab6/Bb Bb/Eb
Sure of my lines, no one is there.
[Ab Bb/Eb]
Ab Eb Ebsus Eb
Don't you love farce? My fault, I fear;
Ebmaj9 Eb Abmaj
I thought that you'd want what I want - sorry my dear.
Ab6 Bb/Eb
But where are the clowns? There ought to be clowns
Ab Eb Ebsus Eb
Isn't it rich? Isn't it queer,
Ebmaj9 Eb Abmaj
Losing my timing this late, in my career?
Ab6 Bb/Eb
And where are the clowns? Quick, send in the clowns.
Eb Ebsus Eb
Don’t bother, they’re here