It's a sad day for all who came to see The tumbling of Marguerite We were fine until the singer died We were fine until the singer died She hit a high C and the house was being brought down When a heel caught the bottom of her gown We were fine until the singer died We were fine until the singer died GEORGE: Marguerite I miss you But I feel no pain You knew me well I'm like a bell You gotta ring to get my heart to rain But I remember how it used to be The carnival, the wishing well The lonely nights when you would say to me: Hold on George You're going to be a singer Hold on George The girls and I think your dish cleaning days are growing dimmer It's the end of industry For men like me The vaccination of the nation Has shut the gate and thrown away the key Nobody cares about a grimacing man I've loved and lost at such a cost I wish I had my Marguerite again: Hold on George You're going to be a singer Hold on George The girls and I think your dish cleaning days are growing dimmer Hold on George You're going to be a singer Hold on George The girls and I think your dish cleaning days are growing dimmer