Opera Singer

E Emaj7 I am an opera singer E7 A I stand on painted tape A B It tells me where I'm going B E And where to throw my cape E Emaj7 I call my co-stars "brother" E7 A I call my co-stars "knave" A B I play both good and evil parts B E I sing to Verdi's grave E Emaj7 And every single morning E7 A By 10 AM I'm dressed A B My rehearsals last for hours and hours B E With diligence I have been blessed E Emaj7 Some people, they call me monster E7 A Some people, they call me saint A B My talent feeds my darker side B E Yet no one will complain B E A I am an opera singer A E I sing in foreign lands B E A I've sung for kings in Europe A E B And emperors in Japan E Emaj7 And after each performance E7 A People stand around and wait A B Just to tell me that they love my voice B E Just to tell me that I'm great E Emaj7 I am an opera singer E7 A I will sing when you're all dead A B I sing the mountains crumbling apart B E I sing what can't be said B E A I am an opera singer A E I sing in foreign lands B E A Most people seem to know my name A E B Or at least know who I am