Alan Menken [작곡]

Come one, come all! Leave your looms 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 daisy! 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 strrumpets 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! Ev'rybody!
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 popinjay And pick a king who'll put the "Top" in Topsy Turvy Day! Mad and crazy, upsy-daisy, Topsy Turvy Day!

Clopin and Gypsies: 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! 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 evicence Puppet: Wait! I object! Clopin: Overruled! Puppet: I object! Clopin: Quiet! Puppet: Dang! Clopin: We find you totally innocent Which is the worst crime of all All: So you're going to hang!