The Moomoo of the Opera
CHRISTINE:
In sleep he mooed to me
In dreams he mooed
That voice
which moos to me
And moos some stuff
And am I safe from him?
For now I find
The Moomoo of the Opera is there-
Inside my mind!
PHANTOM:
I'll sing again for you
That I'm not a cow!
My power over you
Is not of moos
And though you run from me
To the dark behind
The Phantom of the Opera is there-
Inside your mind!
CHRISTINE:
You insist you are a man..
Oh, god, you're crazed...
I'll get mad cow disease...
PHANTOM:
That's only on cows!
CHRISTINE: (at the same time as the Phantom , they were just too different to write together)
Maybe he is a man...
I mean, he tastes like crap...
Okay, the PHANTOM of the Opera is here..
Sittin' in the stable...
PHANTOM:(same tme as Chrstine)
Finally you understand...
Yeah, I am a guy...
And the Phantom of the Opera is there...
Inside your mind!
OFFSTAGE VOICES:
Beware, the Phantom of the Opera...
CHRISTINE:
He's here-The Pervert of the Opera! (She starts to sing all funkylike, her voice getting higher.)
PHANTOM:
Sing, my a-wait, pervert?...
Sing...
Sing, to your human...
Sing, my Angel...
Sing for me!