Judas at the Opera - Edguy

Darkness has covered the opera house

Something is wrong you can feel

There’s a devil in disguise

A traitor has taken the dais

Catalogue people spend a pitying gaze

What can a man do in such a case

Aristocratic experts on art vomit all over the place

And they wished I’d be doomed eternally

Forever French-frying

You’d love to see me dying

Who’s let the peacock in

To rock the house — opera house

You want me French-fried and

You’d love to see me fired and

Then kill the Judas in the opera house

Opera house

Huntsmen are rushing around

After the peacock oh, no!

The baton is pink and it’s clear: He is a queer

He likes it into his rear

Rumors arise he is from outer space

They’re out for the bounty

And still they’re amazed

Aristocratic lemmings with a highsnobiety leer

Get the chef to make peacock fillet steaks

Forever French-frying

You’d love to see me dying

Who’s let the peacock in

To rock the house — opera house

You want me French-fried and

You’d love to see me fired and

Then kill Judas in the opera house

Opera house

We came from a solar system far away

Facing your goggle eyes

To protect this jolly bedlam from decay

Facing your goggle eyes

Who do you think you are

To think you’re of a better class?

Who do you think you are

To expect us to kiss your ass?

We’ve come to chase the monkey off your back

Facing your goggle eyes

And we expected some may sound an attack

Facing your goggle eyes

Who do you think you are

To think you’re of a higher class?

Who do you think you are

To expect us to kiss your ass?

We’re gonna be

Taking the chance — taking the chance

To get you darting a glance — darting a glance

At us starting to prance — starting the dance

Of the oddballs

And you’re invited

Taking the chance — taking the chance

To get you darting a glance — darting a glance

At us starting to prance — starting the dance

Of the oddballs

Frankenstein is out of control

Donkey has been given a soul

Flamboyantly he’s playing his song

And they can’t get it

The nut head he is going insane

The screwball is igniting the flame

Pandora’s box has opened behold

Madness rising

(Solo: Jens & Dirk)

You say treason but I tell you

There ain’t no reason

We just have our share

We don’t care as long as we’re alive

Love our sound and love to hear:

Where’s the chef to make Judas-fillet-steak?

Forever French-frying

You’d love to see me dying

Who’s let the peacock in

To rock the house — opera house

You want me French-fried and

You’d love to see me fired and

Then kill Judas in the opera house

Opera house

Judas at the opera

Judas at the opera