Paroles
The first part of the opera
Ended when the audience spelt my name
I'd just narrated a tale with details
That no one would ever listen to
About blind man with a perfect sight
For useless things
Today, in their memory
The second part of the opera
Ended when the curtain fell on my head
In a tragic epilogue the people
Almost died laughing and began
To keel over
"oh no, man!" said the last guy to join
The foolish crowd
Today, in my memory
