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
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