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