Topsy Turvy, Pt. 1

[REVELERS, CHOIR]
Come one, come all!

[REVELERS]
Leave your looms and milking stools!
Coop the hens and pen the mules!

[REVELERS, CHOIR]
Come one, come all!

[REVELER MEN]
Close the churches and the schools!

[REVELER WOMEN]
It's the day for breaking rules!

[REVELERS, CHOIR]
Come and join the Feast of
Fools!

[QUASIMODO]
Out here

[REVELERS]
So exciting! Colors, crowds, and smells

[QUASIMODO]
Out here

[REVELERS]
Where it's twice as noisy as the bells

[QUASIMODO]
Somehow
I can wander through this
Helter-skelter without fear now
No one sees I'm here now
Out here in the world

[CLOPIN]
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!

[REVELERS]
Topsy Turvy

[CLOPIN]
Beat the drums and blow the trumpets!

[REVELERS]
Topsy turvy

[CLOPIN, REVELERS]
Join the bums and thieves and strumpets
Streaming in from Chartres to Calais

[CLOPIN]
Scurvy knaves are extra scurvy
On the 6th of Janu-ervy

[CLOPIN, REVELERS]
All because it's Topsy Turvy Day!

[CONGREGANT (PHOEBUS), spoken]
Into this crowd strode a young cavalier: Captain Phoebus de Martan, at your service

[CONGREGANTS, spoken]
Whose dashing manner and bold swagger could not quite conceal the haunted look in his eyes

[PHOEBUS, spoken]
New to Paris, just back from the front

[FEMALE CONGREGANT, spoken]
One of those handsome fellows to whom all the girls take a liking

[PHOEBUS, spoken]
Thank you, ladies