1. Bells of Notre Dame
Morning 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 a psalm
And some say the soul of the city is
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
Judge Claude Frollo longed
To purge the world
Of vice and sin (Kyrie Eleison)
And he saw corruption
Ev'rywhere
Except within
Dies irae, dies illa (Dies irae, dies illa)
Dies irae, dies illa (Dies irae, dies illa)
Solvet saeclum in favilla
Teste David cum sibylla
Quantus tremor est futurus
Quando Judex est venturus
See there the innocent blood you have spilt
On the steps of Notre Dame
Now you would add this child's blood to 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
Nor hide what you've done from the eyes
The very eyes of Notre Dame
And for one time in his life
Of power and control (Kyrie Eleison)
Frollo felt a twinge of fear
For his immortal soul
Just 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 me
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
Sing the bells, bells, bells, bells
Bells, bells, bells, bells
Bells of Notre Dame
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 a psalm
And some say the soul of the city is
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
Judge Claude Frollo longed
To purge the world
Of vice and sin (Kyrie Eleison)
And he saw corruption
Ev'rywhere
Except within
Dies irae, dies illa (Dies irae, dies illa)
Dies irae, dies illa (Dies irae, dies illa)
Solvet saeclum in favilla
Teste David cum sibylla
Quantus tremor est futurus
Quando Judex est venturus
See there the innocent blood you have spilt
On the steps of Notre Dame
Now you would add this child's blood to 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
Nor hide what you've done from the eyes
The very eyes of Notre Dame
And for one time in his life
Of power and control (Kyrie Eleison)
Frollo felt a twinge of fear
For his immortal soul
Just 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 me
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
Sing the bells, bells, bells, bells
Bells, bells, bells, bells
Bells of Notre Dame
2. Out There
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 they'll revile you
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
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
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 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
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 they'll revile you
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
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
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 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
3. Topsy Turvy
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... 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
Topsy turvy!
Everything is upsy daysy
Topsy turvy!
Everyone is acting crazy
Dross is gold and weeds are a bouquet
That's the way on topsy turvy day
Topsy turvy!
Beat the drums and blow the trumpets
Topsy turvy!
Join the bums and thieves and strumpets
Streaming in from Chartres to Calais
Scurvy knaves are extra scurvy
On the sixth of January
All because it's topsy turvy day
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?
Topsy turvy!
Ugly folks, forget your shyness
Topsy turvy!
You could soon be called Your Highness
Put your foulest features on display
Be the king of topsy turvy day
Everybody!
Once a year we throw a party here in town (Hail to the king)
Once a year we turn all Paris upside down (Oh, what a king!)
Once a year the ugliest will wear a crown (Girls, give a kiss!)
Once a year on topsy turvy day (We've never had a king like this)
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 stopping
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 daysy, Topsy Turvy Day!
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... 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
Topsy turvy!
Everything is upsy daysy
Topsy turvy!
Everyone is acting crazy
Dross is gold and weeds are a bouquet
That's the way on topsy turvy day
Topsy turvy!
Beat the drums and blow the trumpets
Topsy turvy!
Join the bums and thieves and strumpets
Streaming in from Chartres to Calais
Scurvy knaves are extra scurvy
On the sixth of January
All because it's topsy turvy day
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?
Topsy turvy!
Ugly folks, forget your shyness
Topsy turvy!
You could soon be called Your Highness
Put your foulest features on display
Be the king of topsy turvy day
Everybody!
Once a year we throw a party here in town (Hail to the king)
Once a year we turn all Paris upside down (Oh, what a king!)
Once a year the ugliest will wear a crown (Girls, give a kiss!)
Once a year on topsy turvy day (We've never had a king like this)
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 stopping
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 daysy, Topsy Turvy Day!
4. God Help the Outcasts
I don’t know if you can hear me
Or if you’re even there
I don’t know if you will listen
To a humble prayer
They tell me I am 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
The lost and forgotten, they look to you still
God help the outcasts, or nobody will
I ask for nothing, I can get by
But I know so many, less lucky than I
God help the outcasts, the poor and down trod
I thought we all were the children of God
God help the outcasts, children of God.
Or if you’re even there
I don’t know if you will listen
To a humble prayer
They tell me I am 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
The lost and forgotten, they look to you still
God help the outcasts, or nobody will
I ask for nothing, I can get by
But I know so many, less lucky than I
God help the outcasts, the poor and down trod
I thought we all were the children of God
God help the outcasts, children of God.
1. Heaven's Light / Hellfire
So 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 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
Confiteor deo omnipotenti
Beatae Mariae semper virgini
Beato Michaeli archangelo
Sanctis apostolis omnibus sanctis
Beata Maria, you know I am a righteous man
Of my virtue I am justly proud (Et tibit Pater)
Beata Maria, you know I'm so much purer than
The common, vulgar, weak, licentious crowd (Quia peccavi nimis)
Then tell me, Maria, why I see her dancing there?
Why her smold'ring eyes still scorch my soul (Cogitatione)
I feel her, I see her, the sun caught in her raven hair
Is blazing in me out of all control (Verbo et opere)
Like fire, Hellfire
This fire in my skin
This burning desire
Is turning me to sin
It's not my fault (Mea culpa)
I'm not to blame (Mea culpa)
It is the gypsy girl
The witch who sent this flame (Mea maxima culpa)
It's not my fault (Mea culpa)
If in God's plan (Mea culpa)
He made the devil so much
Stronger than a man (Mea maxima culpa)
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
(Kyrie Eleison) God, have mercy on her
(Kyrie Eleison) God, have mercy on me
(Kyrie Eleison) But she will be mine
Or she will burn
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
Confiteor deo omnipotenti
Beatae Mariae semper virgini
Beato Michaeli archangelo
Sanctis apostolis omnibus sanctis
Beata Maria, you know I am a righteous man
Of my virtue I am justly proud (Et tibit Pater)
Beata Maria, you know I'm so much purer than
The common, vulgar, weak, licentious crowd (Quia peccavi nimis)
Then tell me, Maria, why I see her dancing there?
Why her smold'ring eyes still scorch my soul (Cogitatione)
I feel her, I see her, the sun caught in her raven hair
Is blazing in me out of all control (Verbo et opere)
Like fire, Hellfire
This fire in my skin
This burning desire
Is turning me to sin
It's not my fault (Mea culpa)
I'm not to blame (Mea culpa)
It is the gypsy girl
The witch who sent this flame (Mea maxima culpa)
It's not my fault (Mea culpa)
If in God's plan (Mea culpa)
He made the devil so much
Stronger than a man (Mea maxima culpa)
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
(Kyrie Eleison) God, have mercy on her
(Kyrie Eleison) God, have mercy on me
(Kyrie Eleison) But she will be mine
Or she will burn
2. A Guy Like You
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 you
A guy like you, gets extra credit
Because it's true, you've got a certain something more
You're aces, kid
You see that face, you don't forget it
Want something new?
That's you, for sure!
We all have gaped at some Adonis
But then we crave a meal more nourishing to chew
And since you've shaped like a croissant is
No question of, she's gotta love
A guy like you!
Call me a hopeless romantic
But Quasi, I feel it
She wants you so
Any moment she'll walk through that door
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 ring the bell
You're the bell ringer!
And she wants oo-la-la
And 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!
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 you
A guy like you, gets extra credit
Because it's true, you've got a certain something more
You're aces, kid
You see that face, you don't forget it
Want something new?
That's you, for sure!
We all have gaped at some Adonis
But then we crave a meal more nourishing to chew
And since you've shaped like a croissant is
No question of, she's gotta love
A guy like you!
Call me a hopeless romantic
But Quasi, I feel it
She wants you so
Any moment she'll walk through that door
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 ring the bell
You're the bell ringer!
And she wants oo-la-la
And 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!
3. The Court of Miracles
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
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 if 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!
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 if 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!
4. Bells of Notre Dame — Reprise
Sing the bells of Notre Dame
What makes a monster and what makes a man?
Sing the bells, bells, bells, bells
Whatever their pitch, you
Can feel them bewitch you
The rich and the ritual knells
Of the bells of Notre Dame
What makes a monster and what makes a man?
Sing the bells, bells, bells, bells
Whatever their pitch, you
Can feel them bewitch you
The rich and the ritual knells
Of the bells of Notre Dame