| | Opera Singer Lyrics Artist(Band):Cake
I stand on painted tape It tells me where I'm going And where to throw my cape I call my costars "brother" I call my costars "knave" I play both good and evil parts I sing to Verdi's grave And every single morning By 10 AM I'm dressed My rehearsals last for hours and hours With diligence I have been blessed Some people, they call me monster Some people, they call me saint My talent feeds my darker side Yet no one will complain I am an opera singer I sing in foreign lands I've sung for kings in Europe And emperors in Japan And after each performance People stand around and wait Just to tell me that they love my voice Just to tell me that I'm great I am an opera singer I will sing when you're all dead I sing the mountains crumbling apart I sing what can't be said I am an opera singer I sing in foreign lands Most people seem to know my name Or at least know who I am If you find some error in Opera Singer Lyrics, would you please submit your corrections to me? Thank You. Thanks to mixup <mixup@speakeasy.org> for submitting the lyrics. Review the song Opera Singer The area is only for review, if you want to submit the lyrics or the corrections of the lyrics, please click the link at the end of the lyrics.  Download "Cake" Music | |
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