The Story of The Phantom

Ok. Put on your listening ears for five minutes
 Got them on? Good. Now just listen
 Long ago, there lived a man
 His name was Carlo, and he ran
 An ancient theater where his daughter was the star
 With me?
 Karla's the star, yeah
 No! His daughter's name is
 Esmerelda, and she's famous
 People come to hear her sing from near and far
 Got it
 Good
 Now, there's a rumor going round
 That in the tunnels underground
 There lives
 Wait, I know, can I guess?
 Sure, if you can
 A mysterious phantom! Me! Right?
 Right, well, mostly
 But the twist is that this ghostly
 Evil presence isn't monster, but man
 Now, this man had been blessed
 With a gift he possessed
 Musical talents completely unmatched
 But, as you often will find
 In epic tales of this kind
 This gift came with a curse attached
 A face that was hideous
 And so jarring
 He wore a mask to cover all the scarring
 Cool!
 And lived underground inside a hole
 Wait, a hole? Why a hole?
 All his life, he'd been tormented, teased, and taunted
 But now his hunters would become the haunted
 The world that always made him feel unwanted would hear the toll
 The sounds of a tortured soul
 Ok, so I was born with a lightning scar, got it
 No, no. Your typical, everyday scar
 Ohh, Scar like Lion King
 You know, you are actually the worst
 Listen up, you're gonna need to know this
 One day at his piano
 Distant sounds of a soprano
 Drifted towards him from the theater above
 K, so this hole has a piano?
 Sweeter than a bird
 In all his life he'd never heard
 A sound like this, and he was instantly in love
 The voice, of course, was Carlo's daughter
 And the Phantom went and sought her
 To become his secret student, and his muse
 And if you think she found this oh-so-
 Enigmatic virtuoso
 Kinda creepy, then I've got some shocking news
 Because she fell, and fell hard
 He was battered and scarred
 But she could see that inside, there was more
 Something alluring, she'd find
 In the sadness behind
 That terrifying mask he wore
 Wait a minute, I'm your boyfriend? Are we gonna have to kiss?
 That's gross, you're like my sister
 Zeke, it's called acting
 And though he was hideous
 And she was perfection
 Through music, they found their connection
 A bond beyond their own control
 You better not get sick, I am NOT kissing Tina!
 And though his face tormented her and chilled her
 His compositions haunted her and thrilled her
 His mesmerizing melodies fulfilled her, made her whole
 The sounds of a tortured soul
 She was beautiful, and he was hideous
 Ok so this IS Beauty and the Beast?
 Zeke, less talking. More listening
 'Cause here's where it gets interesting
 Ezzy has another man, some
 Guy named Raoul who's tall and handsome
 And not all that pleased about her latest beau
 Ah, always a triangle
 Angrily, Raoul tracks him
 To his lair, where he attacks him
 And they battle in the passageway below
 Awesome!
 And when he took his last breath
 The Phantom welcomed his death
 He'd rather die than live apart
 When it was over and done
 Raoul had killed him—he'd won
 But he'd lost Esmerelda's heart
 'Cause though he was pretty, yes
 And a keeper
 The Phantom's love was so much deeper
 A loss that nothing could console
 No more, she'd see that face that once had chilled her
 No more, she'd hear that music that fulfilled her
 And people say that that's the thing that killed her, on the whole
 She ran away and was never seen again. But get this
 When they returned to find the Phantom and unmask it
 They never found a body for the casket
 They say he had, depending who you ask it, one last goal
 (One last goal)
 To this day, inside that theater, or near it
 If you listen very closely, you can hear it
 The songs of a tortured spirit's final role
 The sounds of a tortured soul
 That's the basic plot, anyway
 So it's about a person who died at a theater
 And then haunts it forever?
 Yes
 Brooke! That's just like the story Ms. Walker told!
 This play is just like the story of our school
 That is so... meta. Man