Opera Singers

Well first you gotta speak right says the guy at the door

As he give me the directions to the 2nd floor

Where a girl looking sassy with a smile on her face

Says you must be mistaken, this ain't the right place

But it's alright, got a ticket

But it's looking like it's gonna be a very sticky wicket

'Cos the bow-tie in the corner with his nose in the air

Says there's a right way and a wrong way

And a short way and a long way uptown

And a right way to go about it

And what's the world coming to

When a night out at the opera's like a day out at the zoo

Chorus:

And if you don't mind I was just about leaving

I can't stand being in the air that you're breathing

I don't mind telling you you're so full of fiction

And opera singers have terrible diction

Now in this conversation there's the music man

Who bought himself a reputation with a government grant

And when he comes on special I try to keep my head

But I just gotta, I just gotta, I just gotta see red

Say what's the matter fella, don't let it spoil your night

You only got invited 'cos you got the accent right

You think you're sitting pretty, your fingers on the brass

And you stand there looking silly with your finger in your glass

We don't want your kind round here

We don't think you fit round here

So why don't you stay outside

Pay your tax and subside

(chorus)

(instrumental break)

We don't want your kind round here

We don't think you fit round here

So why don't you stay outside

Pay your tax and subside