[crowd noise anD murmur...] [hushed female voice] "Shhh! I think it's starting!" [Intro] (Distorted Rave Announcer) Ladies and Gentlemen... Please put on your headphones and 3D opera glasses You're about TO GET FORTISSIMO'd! BASS! "This IS the OpeRave!" bass bass kick it! [verse] I love to listen to the opera I love the baritone. Luciano Pavarotti. (Papa papa Pavaratti) Puts a quiver in my bone. [Chorus] They sing about love. They sing about hate. They show us our history. And tell us our fate. When the curtain goes up (up up up...) And the diva takes stage. ([whispered]That's your cue!") I feel like a lion. ("Roar") Let out of its cage. [music pauses as Audience member coughs repeatedly] "Crescendo" "Decrescendo" ([heavy vibrato]"Vibrato" "Aria. Aria. Aria. Aria" (Aria... Aria... Aria...) [Operatic Diva reaching an insanely high note)]"WHEN IS THE DRAGON'S ENTRANCE?!" {No! Where is the...) the BASS! (Falsetto...) kick it! "Mezotone" "Madonna?" "soprano" ([distant vendor in audience yells]"Popcorn!... Crackerjack... Peanuts..."} ([woman says] "Has anyone seen my") [low distorted male] "Opera glasses" [Chorus] They sing about love. They sing about hate. They show us our history. And tell us our fate. All the stories they tell. And the fables they weave. Songs of heaven and hell. No, I don't want to leave! (Sweet cherubim) (Sweet cherubim) (When I think about the booming of the bravo belly base. And the timber of the timpani that trembles through the place. I feel my spirit soaring as the pulse begins to pace. And I scarce can feel the tears as they're running down my face.) (Sweet Cherubim} "Oh sweet Cherry Cherry cherubim" "DROP THE CADENZA!" [Heavy beat drop] It tingles my spine. And it makes my bones shake. As I see the angels choir. And the peasants start to quake.. Then I know that I'm living. And my life's not just a fake. And I scarce can feel the tears run down my face. [woman says] "Has anyone seen..." [low distorted male] "the Damn BASS!" [verse] I love to listen to Oprah (No, the Opera!) I love the baritone. Luciano Pavarotti ([Hispanic male whispers] Hey Luuucyyyy} Fills a yearning in my soul. When the curtain goes up. And the diva takes stage. I feel like a lion. Let out of its cage "Sweet cherubim!" (Cherry Cherry Cherry...) Oh sweet sweet cherubim "Sweet cherubim!"


