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The Hunchback Of Notre Dame


The Bells Of Notre Dame
Out There
Topsy Turvy
God Help The Outcasts
Heaven's Light
Hellfire
A Guy Like You
The Court of Miracles
The Bells Of Notre Dame (End)
Someday (End Credits)


The Bells of Notre Dame
Clopin, Frollo & Chorus

Clopin
Morning in Paris, the city awakes
To the bells of Notre Dame
The fisherman fishes, the baker man bakes
To the bells of Notre Dame

To the big bells as loud as the thunder
To the little bells soft as a psalm
And some say the soul of the city's
The toll of the bells
The bells of Notre Dame

Dark was the night when our tale was begun
On the docks near Notre Dame
Four frightened gypsies slid silently under
The docks near Notre Dame

But a trap had been laid for the gypsies
And they gazed up in fear and alarm
At a figure whose clutches
Were iron as much as the bells
The bells of Notre Dame

Chorus
Kyrie Eleison

Clopin
Judge Claude Frollo longed
To purge the world
Of vice and sin

Chorus
Kyrie Eleison

Clopin
And he saw corruption
Everywhere
Except within

Frollo
Bring these gypsy vermin to the palace of justice

Guard
You there, what are you hiding?

Frollo
Stolen goods, no doubt. Take them from her

Clopin
She ran

Chorus
Dies irae, dies irae
Dies illa, dies illa 
Solvet saeclum in favilla
Quando tremor est futurus 
Quando Judex est venturus
Quando tremor est futurus 
Dies irae

Frollo
A baby? A monster!

Chorus
Solvet saeclum in favilla
Dies irae, dies irae

Archdeacon
Stop!

Clopin
Cried the Archdeacon

Frollo
This is an unholy demon.
I'm sending it back to hell, where it belongs

Archdeacon
See there the innocent blood you have spilt
On the steps of Notre Dame

Frollo
I am guiltless. She ran, I pursued

Archdeacon
Now you would add this child's blood to your guilt
On the steps of Notre Dame

Frollo
My conscience is clear

Archdeacon
You can lie to yourself and your minions
You can claim that you haven't a qualm
But you never can run from
Nor hide what you've done from the eyes
The very eyes of Notre Dame

Chorus
Kyrie Eleison

Clopin
And for one time in his live
Of power and control

Chorus
Kyrie Eleison


Clopin
Frollo felt a twinge of fear
For his immortal soul

Frollo
What must I do?

Archdeacon
Care for the child, and raise it as your own

Frollo
What? I'd be settled with this misshapen?
Very well
But let him live with you, in your church

Archdeacon
Live here? Where?

Frollo
Anywhere
Just so he's kept locked away
Where no one else can see
The bell tower, perhaps
And who knows, our Lord works in mysterious ways
Even this foul creature may
Yet prove one day to be
Of use to me

Clopin
And Frollo gave the child a cruel name
A name that means half-formed, Quasimodo
Now here is a riddle to guess if you can
Sing the bells of Notre Dame
Who is the monster and who is the man?

Clopin & Chorus
Sing the bells, bells, bells, bells
Bells, bells, bells, bells
Bells of Notre Dame



Out There
Quasimodo & Frollo

Frollo
The world is cruel
The world is wicked
It's I alone whom you can trust in this whole city
I am your only friend

I who keep you, teach you, feed you, dress you
I who look upon you without fear
How can I protect you, boy, unless you
Always stay in here
Away in here

Remember what I taught you, Quasimodo
You are deformed

Quasimodo
I am deformed

Frollo
And you are ugly

Quasimodo
And I am ugly

Frollo
And these are crimes
For which the world
Shows little pity
You do not comprehend

Quasimodo
You are my one defender

Frollo
Out there they'll revile you
As a monster

Quasimodo
I am a monster

Frollo
Out there they will hate
And scorn and jeer

Quasimodo
Only a monster

Frollo
Why invite their calumny
And consternation?
Stay in here
Be faithful to me

Quasimodo
I'm faithful

Frollo
Grateful to me

Quasimodo
I'm grateful

Frollo
Do as I say
Obey
And stay
In here

Quasimodo
I'll stay
In here

Safe behind these windows and these parapets of stone
Gazing at the people down below me
All my life I watch them as I hide up here alone
Hungry for the histories they show me

All my life I memorize their faces
Knowing them as they will never know me
All my life I wonder how it feels to pass a day
Not above them
But part of them

And out there
Living in the sun
Give me one day out there
All I ask is one
To hold forever
Out there
Where they all live unaware
What I'd give
What I'd dare
Just to live one day out there

Out there among the millers and the weavers and their wives
Through the roofs and gables I can see them
Every day they shout and scold and go about their lives
Heedless of the gift it is to be them
If I was in their skin
I'd treasure every instant
Out there

Strolling by the Seine
Taste a morning out there
Like ordinary men
Who freely walk about there
Just one day and then
I swear I'll be content
With my share

Won't resent
Won't despair
Old and bent
I won't care
I'll have spent
One day
Out there



Topsy Turvy
Clopin & Crowd

Crowd
Come one, come all!
Leave your loops and milking stools
Coop the hens and pen the mules
Come one, come all!
Close the churches and the schools
It's the day for breaking rules
Come and join the feast of

Clopin
Fools!

Once a year we throw a party here in town
Once a year we turn all Paris upside down
Every man's a king and every king's a clown
Once again it's Topsy Turvy Day
It's the day the devil in us gets released
It's the day we mock the prig and shock the priest
Everything is topsy turvy at the Feast of Fools!

Crowd
Topsy turvy!

Clopin
Everything is upsy daysy!

Crowd
Topsy turvy!

Clopin
Everyone is acting crazy
Dross is gold and weeds are a bouquet
That's the way on Topsy Turvy Day

All
Topsy Turvy!
Beat the drums and blow the trumpets
Topsy Turvy!
Join the bums and thieves and strumpets
Streaming in from Chartres to Calais

Clopin
Scurvy knaves are extra scurvy
On the sixth of "Janu-ervy"

Clopin & Crowd
All because it's Topy Turvy Day!

Clopin
Come one, come all!
Hurry, hurry, here's your chance
See the mystery and romance
Come one, come all
See the finest girl in France
Make an entrance to entrance
Dance La Esmeralda
Dance!

Here it is, the moment you've been waiting for
Here it is, you know exactly what's in store
Now's the time we laugh until our sides get sore
Now's the time we crown the King of Fools!
So make a face that's horrible and frightening
Make a face as gruesome as a gargoyle's wing
For the face that's ugliest will be the King of Fools!
Why?

Crowd
Topsy turvy!

Clopin
Ugly folk, forget your shyness

Crowd
Topsy turvy!

Clopin
You could soon be called Your Highness!

Crowd
Put your foulest features on display
Be the King of Topsy Turvy Day!

Clopin
Everybody!

Crowd
Once a year we throw a party here in town

Clopin
Hail to the King!

Crowd
Once a year we turn all Paris upside down

Clopin
Oh, what a King!

Crowd
Once a year, the ugliest will wear a crown

Clopin
Girls, give a kiss

Crowd
Once a year on Topsy Turvy Day

Clopin
We've never had a King like this

Clopin & Crowd
And it's the day we do the things that we deplore
On the other three hundred and sixty-four
Once a year we love to drop in
Where the beer is never stoppin
For the chance to pop some popinjay
And pick a King who'll put the "top" in
Topsy Turvy 
Topsy Turvy
Mad and crazy, upsy-daisy
 Topsy Turvy Day!



God Help the Outcasts
Esmeralda & Parishioners

Esmeralda
I don't know if You can hear me
Or if You're even there
I don't know if You would listen
To a gypsy's prayer

Yes, I know I'm just an outcast
I shouldn't speak to you
Still I see Your face and wonder
Were You once an outcast too?

God help the outcasts
Hungry from birth
Show them the mercy
They don't find on earth
God help my people
We look to You still
God help the outcasts
Or nobody will

Parishioners
I ask for wealth
I ask for fame
I ask for glory to shine on my name
I ask for love I can possess
I ask for God and His angels to bless me

Esmeralda
I ask for nothing
I can get by
But I know so many
Less lucky than I
Please help my people
The poor and downtrod
I thought we all were
The children of God
God help the outcasts
Children of God



Heaven's Light
Quasimodo

So many times out here
I've watched a happy pair
Of lovers walking in the night
They had a kind of glow around them
It almost looked like heaven's light

I knew I'd never know
That warm and loving glow
Though I might wish with all my might
No face as hideous as my face
Was ever meant for heaven's light

But suddenly an angel has smiled at me
And kissed my cheek without a trace of fright
I dare to dream that she
Might even care for me
And as I ring these bells tonight
My cold dark tower seems so bright
I swear it must be heaven's light



Hellfire
Frollo & Priests

Priests
Confiteor Deo
Omnipotenti
Beatae Mariae
Semper Virgini
Beato Michaeli Archangelo
Sanctis apostolis
Omnibus
Sanctis

Frollo
Beata Maria
You know I am a righteous man
Of my virtue I am justly proud

Priests
Et tibit Patri

Frollo
Beata Maria
You know I'm so much purer than
The common, vulgar, weak, licentious crowd

Priests
Quia peccavi nimis

Frollo
Then tell me, Maria
Why I see her dancing there
Why her smoldering eyes still scorch my soul

Priests
Cogitatione

Frollo
I feel her, I see her
The sun caught in her raven hair
Is blazing in me out of all control

Priests
Verbo et opere

Frollo
Like fire
Hellfire
This fire in my skin
This burning desire
Is turning me to sin
It's not my fault

Priests
Mea culpa

Frollo
I'm not to blame

Priests
Mea culpa

Frollo
It is the gypsy girl
The witch who sent this flame

Priests
Mea maxima culpa

Frollo
It's not my fault

Priests
Mea culpa

Frollo
If in God's plan

Priests
Mea culpa

Frollo
He made the devil so much
Stronger than a man

Protect me, Maria
Don't let this siren cast her spell
Don't let her fire sear my flesh and bone
Destroy Esmeralda
And let her taste the fires of hell
Or else let her be mine and mine alone

Hellfire
Dark fire
Now gypsy, it's your turn
Choose me or
Your pyre
Be mine or you will burn

Priests
Kyrie Eleison

Frollo
God have mercy on her

Priest
Kyrie Eleison

Frollo
God have mercy on me

Priests
Kyrie Eleison

Frollo
But she will be mine
Or she will burn!



A Guy Like You
Hugo, Victor & Laverne


Hugo
Paris, the city of lovers
Is glowing this evening
True, that's because it's on fire
But still there's l'amour

Somewhere out there in the night
Her heart is also alight
And I know the guy she
Just might be burning for

A guy like you
She's never known, kid
A guy like you
A girl does not meet every day
You've got a look
That's all your own, kid
Could there be

Hugo, Victor & Laverne
Two like you
No way!

Hugo
Those other guys
That she could dangle
All look the same
From every boring point of view

You're a surprise
From every angle
Mon dieu above
She's gotta love
A guy like you

Victor
A guy like you
Gets extra credit
Because it's true you've got
A certain something more

Hugo
You're aces, kid

Laverne
You see that face
Ya don't forget it

Hugo, Victor & Laverne
Want something new

Hugo
That's you

Hugo, Victor & Laverne
For sure

Laverne
We all have gaped
At some Adonis

Victor
But then we crave a meal
More nourishing to chew

Hugo
And since you're shaped
Like a croissant is

Hugo, Victor & Laverne
No question of
She's gotta love
A guy like you

Laverne
Call me
A hopeless romantic
But Quasi
I feel it

Victor
She wants you so
Any moment she'll walk
through that door

Hugo, Victor & Laverne
For
A guy so swell
A guy like you
With all you bring her
A fool could tell
It's why she fell
For you-know-who

You'll ring the bell
You're the bell ringer
When she wants ooh-la-la
And she wants you-la-la
She will discover, guy
You're one heck
Of a guy
Who wouldn't love
A guy like
You

Laverne
You got a lot

Victor
The rest have not

Hugo
She's gonna love a guy like you



The Court of Miracles
Clopin & Gypsys

Everyone
Maybe you've heard
Of a terrible place
Where the scoundrels of Paris
Collect in a lair

Maybe you've heard
Of that mythical place
Called the Court of Miracles

Where the lame can walk
And the blind can see

Clopin
But the dead don't talk
So you won't be around
To reveal what you found

Everyone
We have a method
For spies and intruders
Rather like hornets
Protecting their hive

Clopin
Here in the Court of Miracles

Everyone
Where it's a miracle
If you get out alive

Clopin
Justice is swift
In the Court of Miracles
I am the lawyers and judge
All in one

We like to get the trial
Over with quickly
Because it's the sentence
That's really the fun

Now that we've seen
All the evidence

Puppet
Wait, I object!

Clopin
Overruled

Puppet
I object!

Clopin
Quiet!

We find you
Totally innocent
Which is the worst
Crime of all

Everyone
So you're going to hang!



The Bells of Notre Dame (End)
Clopin & Crowd

Clopin
So here is a riddle
To guess if you can

Sing the bells of Notre Dame

What makes a monster
And what makes a man?

Crowd
Sing the bells, bells, bells, bells

Clopin
Whatever their pitch
You can feel them bewitch you
The rich and the ritual knells
Of the bells
Of Notre
Dame



Someday (End Credits)
All 4 One

Someday when we are wiser
When the world's older
When we have learned

I pray someday
We may yet live
To live
And let live

Someday
Life will be fairer
Need will be rarer
And greed will not pay

Godspeed
This fine millennium
On it's way
Let me come someday

Someday
Our fight will be won then
We'll stand in the sun then
That bright afternoon

Till then
On days when the sun is gone
We'll hang on
And we'll wish upon the moon

And some days
Are dark and dreary

Dark and dreary

Seems we haven't got a prayer

Haven't we got but a prayer

But a prayer
For somethin' better
Is the one thing we all share

Someday

Someday

When we are wiser

When we are wiser

When the world is older

When the world is older

When we have love

When we have love

I pray

Someday we may yet
Let live

Let live, to live, to live
To live, to live
And yet live

Someday

Life will be fairer

Life will be fairer

Need will be rarer

Need will be rarer

Greed will not pay

No, no, no!

Godspeed
This fine millennium
Let it come

Wish upon a moon

One day, someday

Soon

One day

Someday

Someday

Soon