Felix

I’m Felix, cursed to strum all day, oh joy.

My tale is a melody of sorrows and joys.

Bought a cursed guitar, now I sing to every star.

Oh, Bart Blaine, you devilish merchant of tunes!

How am I? Oh, I’m strumming and humming, non-stop, from sweat!

My hands ache, my voice cracks, but the music never abandons me!

Five days of playing, fingers fraying, can someone get me out of this musical torture?

My life is a musical nightmare, where rest is rare, and pain is my constant companion.

This is Bart Blaine's shop, where dreams turn to flops!

Oh, this store's a demon's haunt, where melodies tease and haunt!

A town filled with sounds, but for me, it’s the devil's playground!

I strum in this dreaded spot, thanks to Bart and his cursed lot!

Noooo, I’m gonnaaa sooooooolooo.

I’m too deep in my muuusiiic tooo need heeeelp.

Sorry, but my duet’s a nooo duet.

Heeeelp not needed for this concludes!

Nah, maaaan, I sing alooone.

In denial and choir, noooo help desired.

My sooolo is solo, noooo room for hands.

No can doooo, this is myyyyy tune.

No thanks, already wroooote the lyrics.

Naaah, this sooong is my looooad.

Oh yes, your help would be a sweet refrain!

Help me, and end this endless concert!

I need an encore of assistance!

Sing a duet with me; help me get my refund!

Let's hit the high notes together, shall we?

Save me from this eternal jam session!

I need a bridge; will you help me change this tune?

Help an exhausted minstrel out; Bart Blaine owes me a refund!