Vocals: Paul Kandel, David Ogden Stiers, Tony Jay, and ChorusMorning in Paris, the city awakes
To the bells of Notre Dame
The fisherman fishes, the bakerman bakes
To the bells of Notre Dame
To the big bells as loud as the thunder
To the little bells soft as psalm
And some say the soul of the city's
The toll of the bells
The bells of Notre DameDark was the night when out 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 gypies
And they gazed up in fear and alarm
At a figure whose clutches
Were iron as much as the bells
The bells of Notre DameKyrie Elesion (Lord have mercy)
Judge Claude Frollo longed
To purge the world
Of vice and sinKyrie Elesion (Lord have mercy)
And has saw corruption
Ev'rywhere
Except withinDies irae, dies illa (Day of wrath, that day)
Solvet saeclum in favilla (Shall consume the world in ashes)
Teste David cum sibylla (As prophesied by David and the sibyl)
Quantus tremor est futures (What trembling is to be)
Quando Judex est ventures (When the Judge is come)See there the innocent
blood you have spilt
On the steps of Notre Dame
Now you would add this child's
blood in your guilt
On the steps of Notre Dame
You can lie to yourself and
your minions
You can claim that you
haven't a qualm
But you never can run from
Not hide what you've done
from the eyes
The very eyes of Notre DameKyrie Eleison (Lord have mercy)
And for one time in his life
Of power and ControlKyrie Eleison (Lord have mercy)
Frollo felt a twinge of fear
For his immortal soulJust so he's kept locked away
Where no one else can see
Even this foul creature may
Yet prove one day to be
Of use to meNow here is riddle to guess if you can
Sing the bells of Notre Dame
Who is the monster and who is the man?Sing the bells, bells, bells, bells
Bells, bells, bells, bells
Bells of Notre Dame
Vocals: Tony Jay (Frollo) and Tom Hulce (Quasimodo)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?You are deformed (I am deformed)
And you are ugly (And I am ugly)
And these are crimes
For which the world
Shows little pity
You do not comprehend (You are my one defender)
Out there you'll revile
As a monster (I am a monster)
Out there they will hate
And scorn and jeer (Only a monster)
Why invite their calumny
And consternation?
Stay in here
Be faithful to me (I'm faithful)
Grateful to me (I'm grateful)
Do as I say
Obey
And stay (I'll stay)
In here (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 memorizes 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 themAnd 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 thereOut there among the millers
and the weavers and their wives
Through the roofs and gables I can see them
Ev'ry 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 ev'ry instantOut 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
Vocals: Paul Kandel (Chopin) and ChorusCome one, come all!
Leave your looms 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...Fools!
Once a year we throw a party here in town
Once a year we turn all Paris upside down
Ev'ry man's a king and ev'ry 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
Ev'rything is topsy turvy at the Feast of Fools!Topsy turvy!
Ev'rything is upsy daisy!
Topsy turvy!
Ev'ryone is acting crazy
Dross is gold and weeds are a bouquet
That's the way on Topsy Turvy DayTopsy turvy!
Beat the drums and blow the trumpets
Topsy turvy!
Join the bums and thieves and strumpets
Streaming in from Chartres to CalaisScurvy knaves are extra scurvy
On the sixth of "Januervy"All because it's Topsy Turvy Day!
Come one, come all!
Hurry, hurry, here's your chance
See the myst'ry 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?Topsy turvy!
Ugly folk, forget you shyness...
Topsy turvy!
You could soon be called
Your Highness!Put your foulest features
on display
Be the king of Topsy
Turvy Day!Ev'rybody!
Once a year we throw a party
Here in town
Once a year we turn all Paris
Upside down
Once a year the ugliest
Will wear a crown
Once a year on
Topsy Turvy DayAnd it's the day we do the things that we deplore
One 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 Day!
Mad and crazy, upsy-daisy, Topsy Turvy Day!
Music by Alan MenkenAgnus Dei (Lamb of God)
Qui tollis peccata mundi (Who takes away the sins of the world)
Agnus Dei (Lamb of God)
Dona nobis pacem (Grant us peace)
Vocals: Heidi Mollenhauer (Esmeralda) and ChorusI 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 willI 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 angles to bless meI 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
Vocals: Tom Hulce (Quasimodo), Tony Jay (Frollo) and ChorusSo many times out there
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 lightI know 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 lightBut suddenly an angel has smiled at me
And kissed my check without a
trace of frightI 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 lightConfiteor Deo Omnipotenti (I confess to God Almighty)
Beatae Mariae semper Virgini (To blessed Mary ever Virgin)
Beato Michaeli archangleo (To the blessed archangel Michael)
Sanctis apostolis omnibus sanctis (To the hold apostles to all the saints)Beata Maria
You know I am a righteous man
Of my virtue I am justly proudEr tibi Pater (And to you, Father)
Beata Maria
You know I'm so much
purer than
The common, vulgar,
weak, licentious crowdQuia peccavi nimis (That I have sinned)
Then tell me, Maria
Why I see her
dancing there
Why here smold'ring
eyes still search my soulCogitatione (In thought)
I fell her, I see her
The sun caught in
her raven hair
Is blazing in me out
of all controlVerbo et opere (To work and deed)
Like free
Hellfire
This fire in my skin
This burning
Desire
Is turning me to sinIt's not my fault
I'm not to blame
It is the gypsy girl
The witch who sent this flame
It's not my fault
If in God's plan
He made the devil so much
Stronger than a manMea culpa (Through my fault)
Mea culpa (Through my fault)
Mea maxima culpa (Through my most grievous fault)
Mea culpa (Through my fault)
Mea culpa (Through my fault)
Mea maxima culpa (Through my most grievous fault)Protect me, Maria
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 aloneHellfire
Dark fire
Now gypsy, it's you turn
Choose me or
Your pyre
Be mine or you will burnGod have mercy or her
God have mercy on meKyrie Eleison (Lord have mercy)
Kyrie Eleison (Lord have mercy)
Kyrie Eleison (Lord have mercy)But she will be mine
Or she will burn
Vocals: Jason Alexander (Hugo), Charles Kimbrough (Victor),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 ev'ry day
You've got a look
That's all your own, kid
Could there be two?Like you?
No way!
Those other guys
That she could dangle
All look the same
From ev'ry boring point of view
You're a surprise
From ev'ry angle
Mon Dieu above
She's gotta love
A guy like youA guy like you
Gets extra credit
Because it's true
You've got a certain something moreYou're aces, kid
You see that face
You don't forget itWant something new?
That's you...
For sure!
We all have gaped
At some AdonisBut then we crave a meal
More nourishing to chew...And since you're shaped
Like a croissant isNo question of
She's gotta love
A guy like you!Call me a hopeless romantic
But Quasi, I feel itShe wants you so
Any moment she'll walk through that doorFor
A guy so swell
With all you bring her
A fool could tell
It's why she fell
For you-know-whoYou ring the bell
A guy like you
I tell you, Quasi
There never was
Another, was he?
From king to serf
To the bourgeoisie
They're all a
second-stringerYou're the bell-ringer!
When she wants ooh-la-la
Then she wants you la-la
She will discover, guy
You're one heckuva guy
Who wouldn't love a guy
Like you?You got a lot
The rest have not
So she's gotta love
A guy like you!
Vocals: Paul Kandel (Clopin) and ChorusMaybe 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
Hello, you're there!
Where the lame can walk
And the blind can see
But the dead don't talk
So you won't be around
To reveal what you've found
We have a method for spies and intruders
Rather like hornets protecting their hive
Here in the Court of Miracles
Where it's a miracle it you get out alive!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...
Wait! I object!
Overruled!
I object!
Quiet!
Dang!
We find you totally innocent...
Which is the worst crime of all...So you're going to hang!
Score with ChoirJudex crederis esse venturus (Our Judge we believe shall come)
In te, Domine, speravi (In You, Lord, have I trusted)
Non confundar in aeternum (Let me not be damned for eternity)
Salvum fac populum tuum (Save Your people)
Judex crederis (In our Judge we believe)
Libera me Domine (Free me, Lord)
Libera me Domine de morte aeterna (Free me, Lord, from everlasting death)
In die illa tremenda (On that terrible day)
Quando caeli movendi sunt (When the heavens shall be moved)
Caeli et terra (The heavens and earth)
Dum veneris judicare (When Thou shall come to judge the world by fire)
O, salutaris hostia (Oh Savior, saving victim)
Quae caeli pandis ostium (Who opens the gate of heaven)
Bella premunt hostilia (Our enemies besiege us)
Da robur, fer auxilium (Give us strength, bring us aid)Sit sempiterna gloris (May You always be praised)
Sit sempiterna gloris (May You always be praised)
Sit sempiterna gloris (May You always be praised)
Gloria, gloria semper (Glory, glory forever)
Sanctus, sanctus in excelsis (Holy, holy, in the highest)
Mors stupebit et natura (Death and nature shall be confounded)
Cum resurget creatura (When creation shall rise again)
Judicanti responsurra (To answer for judgment)
Judex ergo cum sedebit (Nothing shall remain unpunished)
Quem patronum rogaturus (To what protector shall I appeal)
Cum vix justus sit securus? (When scarcely the just man shall be secure?)
Juste Judex ultrionis (Righteous Judge of vengeance)
Ante diem rationis (Before the day of reckoning)
Kyrie Eleison (Lord have mercy)
Kyrie Eleison (Lord have mercy)
Score with ChoirDies irae, dies illa (Day of wrath, that day)
Solvet saeclum in favilla (Shall consume the world in ashes)
Quando Judex est venturus (When the Judge is come)
Confutatis maledictis (When the damned shall be cast down)
Flammis acribus addictis (Into the searing flames)
Voca me cum benedictis (Call me with the blessed)
Confutatis maledictis (When the damned shall be cast down)
Gere curam mei finis (Help me in my final hour)
Vocals by Paul Kandel (Clopin) and ChorusSo here is a riddle to guess if you can
Sing the bells of Notre Dame
What makes a monster and what makes a man?Sing the bells, bells, bells, (etc.)
Whatever their pitch, you
Can fell them bewitch you
The rich and the ritual knells
Of theBells of Notre Dame
Vocals by All-4-OneSomeday
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
Greed will not pay
God speed
This bright millennium
On its way
Let it come
SomedaySomeday
Out 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
Wish upon the moon
There are some days dark and bitter
Seems we haven't got a prayer
But a prayer for someday better
Is the one thing we all shareSomeday
When we are wiser
When the world's older
When he have learned
I pray
Someday we may yet live
To live and let live
Someday
Life will be fairer
Need will be rarer
Greed will not pay
God speed
This bright millennium
Let it come
Wish upon the moon
One day
Someday
Soon
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