Song: It Ain't Over Till The Fat Lady Sings <br />Music, Lyrics & Voices: Ai<br />Chorus: Aaron J. Weaver<br /><br />[verse1]<br />At the opera, in the quiet dark,<br />The tenor and soprano leave their mark.<br />He's coughing and she's losing her breath,<br />The show seems headed toward a quick, sad death.<br /><br />The crowd grows restless, starts to shift,<br />A nervous feeling, like a psychic gift.<br />"Just end it now!" a man yells from the pit,<br />"I'm late for dinner, and I've had enough of it!"<br /><br />[verse2]<br />But a wise old usher, with a knowing wink,<br />Says, "Settle down now, don't you even think."<br />He gestures grandly to the stage,<br />As if to turn another page.<br /><br />"The hero's dead, the set's on fire,<br />The plot is thicker than a muddy mire.<br />You think it's done? You've misconstrued!"<br />The usher says, in an affronted mood.<br /><br />[verse3]<br />"For it ain't over, and it can't be,<br />Until you hear the finale's decree."<br />He holds his finger up and sighs,<br />And nods his head toward the wings, where lies...<br /><br />A diva, waiting for her final quest,<br />The legendary, Brunhilde, a sight to behold.<br />She takes a breath and fills her chest,<br />Her aria promises to be quite bold.<br /><br />[verse4]<br />Her voice erupts, a seismic wave,<br />The very chandelier begins to cave.<br />The villain trembles, the chorus shudders,<br />As Brunhilde's powerful voice, like thunder, utters.<br /><br />The last high note, it rattles glass,<br />A triumph of sound and singing mass.<br />And only then, as silence falls once more,<br />The final curtain thuds upon the floor.<br /><br />[chorus]<br />At the opera, know this one thing.<br />It ain't over till the fat lady sings.<br /><br />Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah...
