The Grand Entrance

[Intro — Solo piano flourish, full-band entrance] Well, well, well... What have we here? One, two— One, two, three, four! [Verse 1] There's a gentleman in the doorway With a cigarette and a borrowed tie He's got six pounds in his pocket And a dangerous look in his eye There's a lady dressed in diamonds Saying, "Darling, who let you in?" He says, "I haven't got an invitation So I thought I'd let myself in" [Pre-Chorus] Oh, the room goes quiet And the glasses stop mid-air Everybody turns around But he doesn't seem to care [Chorus] Make way! Make way! Here comes the grand entrance Stand back, stand back The boy is taking his chance He hasn't got a penny And he hasn't got a clue Make way! Make way! He's coming through! [Verse 2] There's a banker by the staircase With a face like yesterday's news Says, "Son, you must be mistaken This is not the place for you" Well, he climbs up on the table Knocks a champagne bottle down Says, "For such a fine establishment It's the dullest party in town" [Pre-Chorus] Oh, the band stops playing And the host begins to shout But the girl beside the window Starts to laugh and sing it out [Chorus] Make way! Make way! Here comes the grand entrance Stand back, stand back The boy is taking his chance He hasn't got a penny And he hasn't got a clue Make way! Make way! He's coming through! [Instrumental — 16-bar guitar solo] [Bridge — Piano, theatrical spoken-sung vocals] "Young man," says the man in the corner "Do you know whose house this is?" He says, "No, sir, not particularly But I know whose night it is" And the room goes still... For a second or two... [Break] [Handclaps building] Then the girl starts clapping And the whole damn room joins too! [Drums enter, full band builds] [Final Chorus — Full band, layered harmonies] Make way! Make way! Here comes the grand entrance Stand back, stand back The boy is taking his chance He hasn't got a penny And he hasn't got a clue Make way! Make way! He's coming through! Make way! Make way! Here comes the grand entrance Stand back, stand back The boy is taking his chance You can keep your golden chandeliers And your silver-plated spoons Make way! Make way! He's coming through! [Outro — Stop-start band hits] Coming through! Coming through! Ladies and gentlemen... How do you do?