Chopsticks Songtext
von Peter Combe

I play the violin every morning
And every evening of every day
Suzuki Bach Vivaldi Schumann
But really all that I want to play is –


I play the grand piano practice
My chords and scales and arpeggios
So boring and it drives my family
Up the wall Dad says ′Why don't you play′ –

I play the flute the silver flute
But it doesn't sound much like James Galway
I wonder if when he was ten whether
Sometimes he was allowed to play –

I'd really love to sing a classical
Song or two at the Opera House
And sound like Pavarotti
La la la la la la la la la la la.