The bells of Notre Dame (Menken / (ad.) Schwartz)

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'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

(Kyrie eleison) Judge Claude Frollo longed to purge the world of vice and sin
(kyrie eleison) and he saw corruption ev'rywhere except within
(kyrie eleison = Lord have mercy)

Dies 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 futurus (what trembling is to be)
quando judex est venturus (when the judge is come)
quantus tremor est futurus, dies irae (what trembling is to be, the day of wrath)
solvet saeclum in favilla, dies irae, dies irae (shall the day of wrath consume the world in ashes)

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

(Kyrie eleison) 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

Finale:
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 ?
(sing the bells, bells, bells, bells)
whatever their pitch, you (bells, bells, bells, bells)
can feel them bewitch you (bells, bells, bells, bells)
the rich and the ritual knells (bells, bells, bells)
of the bells of Norte Dame

Out there (Menken / Schwartz)

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
I'll stay In here

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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've memorized 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

Topsy turvy (Menken / Schwartz)

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
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 daysy
topsy turvy - ev'ryone 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 "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 your shyness
topsy turvy - you could soon be called "your Highness"
put your foulest features on display
be the king of Topsy Turvy Day

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 stoppin'
for the chance to pop some popin' jay
and pick a king who'll put the "top" in
Topsy Turvy (Day) - mad and crazy, upsy-daisy
Topsy Turvy Day

Humiliation (Menken / ad. Schwartz)

Agnus 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)

God help the outcasts (Menken / Schwartz)

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

I ask for wealth, I ask for fame
I ask for glory to shine on my name
I ask for love I can posess
I ask for God and his angels to bless me

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 (Menken / Schwartz)

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

Reprise:
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

Hellfire (Menken / (ad.) Schwartz)

Confiteor Deo omnipotenti (I confess to God almighty)
beatae Mariae semper virgini (to blessed Mary ever virgin)
beato Michaeli archangelo (to the blessed archangel Michael)
sanctis Apostolis omnibus Sanctis (to the Holy Apostles, to all the Saints)

Beata Maria, you know I am a righteous man
of my virtue I am justly proud (et tibit Patri) (and to you, Father)
Beata Maria, you know I'm so much purer than
the common, vulgar, weak, licentious crowd (quia peccavi nimis) (that I have sinned)

Then tell me, Maria, why I see her dancing there
why her smold'ring eyes still scorch my soul ? (cogitatione) (in thought)
I feel her, I see her, the sun caught in raven hair
is blazing in me out of all control (verbo et opere) (in word and deed)

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)
(mea culpa = through my fault)
(mea maxima culpa = through my most griveous fault)

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

A guy like you (Menken / Schwartz)

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're shaped like a croissant is
no question of, she's gotta love a guy like you

Call me a hopeless romatic, 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
(I tell you Quasi, there never was another, was he ?)
(from king to serf to the bourgeoisie they're all a second-stringer)
you ring the bell, you'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)

The Court of Miracles (Menken / Schwartz)

Maybe you've heard of a terrible place
where the soundrels 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

Any last words ? - mhmhm - that's what they all say
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

Sanctuary (Menken / ad. Schwartz)

Judex 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 though shall come to judge the world)
o salutaris hostia (oh saviour, 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 gloria (may you always be praised)
sit sempiterna gloria (may you always be praised)
sit sempiterna gloria (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 (therefore, when the judge will take his seat)
nil inultum remanebit (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 ultionis (righteous judge of vengeance)
ante diem rationis (before the day of reckogning)
kyrie eleison (Lord have mercy)

All he shall smite the wicked (Menken / ad. Schwartz)

Dies 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)

Someday (Menken / Schwartz)

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
God speed this bright millennium
on it's way
let it come someday

Someday our fight will be won then
we'll stand in the sun then
that bright afternoon
til then on days when the sun is gone
we'll hang on
and we'll 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 share

Someday when we are wiser
when the whole world is 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
let it come
wish upon the moon
one day, someday, soon
one day, someday, soon

Bette Midler - God help the outcasts (Single version) (Menken / Schwartz)

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
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 downtrod
I thought we all were the children of God

I don't know if there's a reason
why some are blessed, some not
why the few you seem to favor
they fear us, flee us, try not to see us

God help the outcasts, the tattered, the torn
seeking an answer to why they were born
winds of misfortune have blown them about
you made the outcasts, don't cast them out
the poor and unlucky, the weak and the odd
I thought they all were the children of God