That's Entertainment - John Williams & London Symphony Orchestra

Everything that happens in life Can happen in a show You can make 'em laugh You can make 'em cry Anything Anything can go... The clown with his pants falling down Or the dance that's a dream of romance Or the scene where the villain is mean That's entertainment! The lights on the lady in tights Or the bride with the guy on the side Or the ball where she gives him her all That's entertainment! The plot and the hot simply teeming with sex A gay divorcee who is after her ex It could be Oedipus Rex Where a chap kills his father And causes a lot of bother The clerk who is thrown out of work By the boss who is thrown for a loss By the skirt who is doing him dirt The world is a stage, The stage is a world of entertainment. That's entertainment! That's entertainment! The doubt while the jury is out Or the thrill when they're reading the will Or the chase for the man with the face That's entertainment! The dame who is known as the flame Of the king of an underworld ring He's an ape Who won't let her escape That's entertainment! It might be a fight like you see on the screen A swain getting slain for the love of a queen Some great Shakespearean scene Where a ghost and a prince meet And everyone ends in mincemeat. The gag may be waving the flag That began with a mystical hand Hip hooray! The American way The world is a stage, The stage is a world of entertainment

All we are is entertainment Caught up in our own derangement Tell us what to say and what to do All we are are pretty faces Picture perfect bottled rage Packaged synthesized versions of you We've all made petty fortunes, but we can't afford a life Confined to pull-out quotes and hotel rooms (hey, hey, hey, hey) They all scream California and its toppling empire But can't you see the end is coming soon Hey Come one, come all, the new sensation Guarantees then obligations Spotlights follow every single move (move, move, move) Basking here on ten foot stages Pouty lips and oh so jaded All as if we have something to prove Despite these petty fortunes we still can't afford a life Confined to pull-out quotes and hotel rooms (hey, hey, hey, hey) They all scream California and its toppling empire But can't you see the end is here And if we cared at all About this unknown plight Then we'd do something more To finally make this right Is this only entertainment Pull the curtains, places please We've learned to sing and dance and cry on cue But this is more than entertainment In a world so sick with pain This is the only thing that's real or true We've all made petty fortunes, but we can't afford a life Confined to pull-out quotes and hotel rooms (hey, hey, hey, hey) They all scream bloody murder over graves already dug But can't you see the end