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And what is it, that we're meant to have wrote?
(Realizing his mistake)
Written !

ANDRE
"Do not fear for Miss Daae.
The Angel of Music has her under his

Notes / Prima Donna [The Phantom of the Opera (Original London Cast)]

The Phantom Of The Opera Original London Cast

The Phantom of the Opera [Original London Cast]

1987

Miss Daaé
The Angel of Music has her under his wing
Make no attempt to see her again"

If you didn't write it, who did?

Where is he?
Ah, welcome

of Music has her under his wing.
Make no attempt to see her again."
If you didn't write it, who did?
Where is he?
Ah, welcome back!
Your precious patron -

Well-earned bags under my eyes
Carrying groceries of productiveness
My bed calls with seductiveness
The pillows and covers swallow me like a succubus

the car park is my only adventure
Sink into the peatland getting deeper each hour
Moods they come in waves they never seem to stick
Controlling them's like

I call an audible I just be running it all I feel like I’m Roger Goodell
If we in competition ain’t no over under dawg don’t even bet on yourself

Life's feeling kind of strange
Like being naked on a rush hour train
Waiting a lifetime for the perfect kiss
Trip and fall head first into the abyss

the demands out, 
While contacting his crew, 
Under no illusion, 
He furrows his brow too. 

Find myself, 
Find myself, 
Against everything you stood for, 
Now

proudly!

Even in the darkest hours
Even when no hope transpires
We will carry all your burdens
And bring you freedom
And when we are under fire
When

on demand
But it started getting real peak
My intention was planned
Spending hours cold on the streets
Time to wrap this up and expand
I was looking outside

on the night shift going full split
Stressed pressed yea about to blow
Under pressure how are you supposed to measure your life
In hours workin while also

it look like I came up and I struggled, no
I'm tryna make it to raise up the ones under rubble
No airlift I'll pass on the wisdom uncovered
Let them

friction
Of the haste and the taste 
Of the human hour

Ah, men, women, children
And all the dogs under the table, if you're able
Eat your crumbs, lick your

and mad guns
Nothing to lose make it big or make the news
Take your pick, I got shit under both shoes
So I'm clocking
Because opportunity don't come

Raise the Roof

Public Enemy

Yo! Bum Rush the Show

1987

hear it and see it for the Def and blind
        And command it and we'll plan it for incapable minds
        Take for granted and demand it from

Yeah
Aye

Got a hundred missed calls, I'm in high demand (High demand)
Got a shipment on the way, watch supply expand (Supply expand)
Just a kid with

Alter ego
Talk to God but I botched the lingo
Under flows like I shop for speedos
Under flows like I shot torpedoes
Got enough streams to drop on Vevo

Ya'll better duck under cover
Last year I gave you a single this is another
Angel is back, Angel is-Damn what a bummer
Handle my shit like a plumber

under his breath, only
To have my sharp ears pick it up

So, spinning with overdramatic flair and facing the opponent as Always, I pointed out why
That

Actors can glamour it, and access the evil
I know where Osama is, he down in Camp David
Down and dirty like a damp basement
The champ must demand greatness

shadows under your eyes
Sleep 12 hours wake in your own time
In the space that I once lay, only my disgust remains
You talk of love but you never towed

Thinking the apple fell far from tree
So they zama me
Hit em with that wemame
Mina still ngiyabaphazamisa
Hit em with that discipline
Under sand like

descending my stairwell
Delighted this plunge seems never ending!
My rational self begs to know how
A portal has ruptured from right under my house
But

a pro
I'm an average man, with a dedication to know
Shining under a spotlight
No bitches I call a hoe
I see a red light
But I ain't stopping for
Only