People come people go, how long I'll stay I just don't know When showbiz is a dirty word, I hope my time will come Chorus: Crackpot history and the right to lie People love people hate, for my downfall they just can't wait When showbiz is a dirty word, I hope my time will come (chorus) I wish that everyone could see a show by Liza Minnelli Such a marvelous lady with talent by the ton (chorus) People lie people hurt, like to read their Sunday dirt So every Jeckyll needs a Hyde to blame the business on (chorus) Every rebel that I've met say they're going to die and yet I see them now and they ain't dead yet and pushing forty one (chorus) Pumping is a splendid gift, I hope that you will catch my drift Some like pumping in the lift, just like the Scottish Tongs (chorus) There is nothing like the sound of a nicely laundered pound Trying to collect around forty million (chorus)