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I am an Opera SingerI stand on painted TapeIt tells me where I'm goingAnd where to throw my capeI call my co-star's brotherI call my co-star's nameI play both good and evil partsI sing to Verdi's playAnd every single morningBy 10 AM I'm dressedMy rehearsals last for hours and hoursWith diligence I have been blessedSome people they call me monsterSome people they call me saintMy talent feeds my darker sideYet no one will complainI am an opera singerI sing in foreign landsI've sung for kings in EuropeAnd emperors in JapanAnd after each performance People stand around and waveJust to tell me that they love my voiceJust to tell me that I'm greatI am an opera singerI will sing when you're all deadI sing the mountains crumbling apartI sing what can't be saidI am an opera singerI sing in foreign landsMost people seem to know my nameOr at least know who I ammore free lyrics
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