[Lyric] Opera (Utter Nonsense)

[Intro: Helios Boyd]
Oh, marmalade
In the cupboard I found the marmalade
Off by several months
And I long for the original marmalade

[verse 1: Helios Boyd and (George bowen)]
(Oh)
Oh, marmalade, how I miss you
Where have you gone to?, Oh
(Where have you gone to?)
Where have you gone to, marmalade?
(I miss you, marmalade)
Marmalade

[verse 2: George bowen]
I'm allergic to milk
Well, I drunk some milk
And now I'm dying

[verse 3: Helios Boyd and (George Bowen)]
I can't afford maple syrup, why would you do this to me, marmalade?
(Marmalade)
Marmalade
(Marmalade)
Marmalade
Marmalade
Marmalade
(Marmalade! -- Oh, I broke a glass)
That doesn't actually happen
(Marmalade...)
[verse 4: Helios boyd and (George bowen)]
What is this coming to?
Oh dear, my watеr broke
My water broke
(Yеah, his water broke)
I am having a child, a child
(He is pregnant no more)
I am like the noble seahorse: I'm a man but I'm pregnant
(Yes, you are!)
Did you know seahorses don't have brains, they only have a nervous system?
(I didn't know that)
It's actually a true fact, you should look it up
Ah!
(Ah)
Ah

[Verse 5: Helios Boyd and (George Bowen)]
When the ladder cements we'll all be trapped inside my house
With friends
(Now I want some marmalade)
(Marmalade)
(Marmalade)
I suffered several troubles
(With your pregnancy)
And my missing marmalade!
(Marmalade)
Marmalade
Marmalade
Marmal-
Now we have to pay the writer
I think his name's James Corden
[verse 6: Helios boyd and (george bowen)]
(Marmalade)
(I love marmalade)
I used to wonder what it tasted like
But now I know it tastes of oranges
Is marmalade orange flavour?
(Yes)
(Marmalade)
(Marmalade)
(Marmalade)
(Marmalade)
(Marmalade)

[verse 7: Helios boyd and (george bowen)]
I concur
Dracula
The blood tooth-
(He'll kill you in your sleep)
The blood tooth is full of blood
(All around)
Yeah!
You little shit
Loose teeth
I fucking hate you
(Oh dracula)
Oh, shit I dropped a coin in my guitar
(Opera, he dropped a coin in his guitar, coin in his guitar)
(coin in his guitar)
(opera)
(opera)
(coin in his guitar)
Opera
I loathe to go to the opera
When I was a child I went to the opera with my opera glasses and my beer
(Sexual)
[Outro: Helios boyd and (george bowen)]
So we beg you keep the opera in business and give us your money
(your money)
And your children's money
And your children's children's money
(And your children's children's children's money)
Yow wow
(atchoo!)
I say goodnight!