Erik Liberman - The Court of Miracles lyrics

CLOPIN (spoken): Welcome to the Court of Miracles! You're very clever to have found our little hideaway. Too bad you won't live to talk about it! CLOPIN: 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 GYPSIES: The Court of Miracles CLOPIN: Brother, 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 Not terribly different from bees in a hive Here in the Court of Miracles where It's a miracle if you get out alive GYPSIES: The ugly hunchback! He's bad luck! He's cursed! Hang them both! String them up! CLOPIN (spoken): My apologies, gentlemen, for your imminent demise. Any last words?...I thought not CLOPIN: It's always sad when a life's at its finish I have to admit to a bit of a pang But we must protect at all costs our secret It's our lives or yours GYPSIES/CLOPIN: So you're going to hang