I’m a secret opera singer known for all the great roles,
\nI could be really famous, but I’m getting rather old;
\nAnd if I’m truly honest, I sing travelling in my car
\nAnd use the bathroom shower to polish my sol-fa.<\/p>\n
There I got this sudden urge to sing fortissimo,
\nThe sound reverberating higher and highero!
\nMy favourite venue, where I really am well known
\nIs the inside of my car, when I’m travelling alone.<\/p>\n
Journeying on a motorway, when I am feeling bored
\nI can burst into Puccini, or sing Verdi down the road.
\nThe great arias just keep flowing in my auditorium
\nShutting out the traffic’s constant pandemonium.<\/p>\n
No need for an impresario, or even a mentor
\nI sing away impromptu above the engine’s roar.
\nIt’s true in Covent Garden I never will be heard,
\nSinging away happily, understanding not a word<\/p>\n