Opera Singer Chords by Cake

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[F#] _ _ _ [F#m] _ [D#m] _ _ _ _
[F#] _ _ _ [B] _ _ _ _ _
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_ [G#] _ _ [E] _ [Bm] _ _ [E] I am _ an opera singer.
I stand on [A] painted tape.
It tells me [B] where I'm going and where [F#] to throw [E] my cape.
I call my co-star's brother.
[B] _ [E] I call [B] my [A] co-star's name.
I play both [B] good and evil parts.
I [F#] sing to _ [E] _ Verdi's flame. _
_ _ _ And every single morning by 10 a.m. [A]
I'm dressed.
_ My rehearsals [B] last for hours and hours.
With diligence [E] I have been blessed.
Some people, [B] they call me monster.
_ _ [E] Some people, [A] they call me saint.
My talent feeds [B] my darkest side.
Yet no one [E] will come.
_ _ _ _ I [B] _
am an opera [F#] singer.
_ [A]
I sing [E] in foreign lands.
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I've sung for kings in [F#] Europe _ [A]
and emperors [E] in Japan.
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_ _ _ [E] _ [Bm] _ _ [E] And after _ each performance _ people [A] stand around and wait [E] just to tell me [B] that they love my voice.
Just to [F#] tell me [E] that I'm great.
I am [B] an opera singer.
[E] I will sing when you [A] are dead. _
I sing the [B] mountains crumbling apart.
I sing what [E] can't be _ _ _ said.
_ [B] I am an opera [F#] singer.
_ [A] I sing in [E]
foreign lands.
[B] Most people seem to know [F#] my name [A] or at least know [E] who I am.
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