Cabaret license I haven't been by since It goes against all that I've learned But it seems that the tables have turned But could we have stopped it We all get co-opted To some kind of system it seems But they can't take away Can't take away all our dreams Like the one where I'm in a balloon Floating above I can see the Marquee and the Moon The monkey, the dog and Neptune They're all in good spirits I'm happy to hear it But haven't the sweetest idea To me buzz is onomatopoeia Will something be happening soon To settle the difference between the Marquee and the Moon They're passing the torch, knife and spoon And so it goes I guess there are those Who want to get out like me Yeah Their clientele Can go to Hell If they want to get in for free But Hell ain't a bad place to be Yeah Am I any different than either the Moon or Marquee Oh, not a lot if you ask me Cabaret license I've been coming by since The action continued past two Before this what did we used to do