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Maybe you've heard of a terrible place |
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Where the soundrels of Paris |
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Collect in a lair |
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Maybe you've heard of that mythical place |
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Called the Court of Miracles |
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Hello, you're there! |
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Where the lame can walk |
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And the blind can see |
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But the dead don't talk |
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So you won't be around |
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To reveal what you've found |
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We have a method for spies and intruders |
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Rather like hornets protecting their hive |
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Here in the Court of Miracles |
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Where it's a miracle if you get out alive! |
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Clopin |
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Justice is swift in the Court of Miracles |
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I am the lawyers and judge all in one |
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We like to get the trial over with quickly |
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Because it's the sentence that's really the fun! |
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Now that we've seen all the evicence |
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Puppet |
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Wait! I object! |
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Clopin |
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Overruled! |
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Puppet |
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I object! |
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Clopin |
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Quiet! |
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Puppet |
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Dang! |
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Clopin |
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We find you totally innocent |
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Which is the worst crime of all |
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All |
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So you're going to hang! |