Topsy Turvy Songtext
von Paul Kandel
Topsy Turvy Songtext
CROWD: 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...
CLOPIN: 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 chuck the priest,
ev′rything is topsy turvy
at the Feast of the Fools!
CROWD: Topsy Turvy!
CLOPIN: Ev'rything is upsy daysy!
CROWD: Topsy Turvy!
CLOPIN: Ev′ryone is acting crazy,
dross is gold and weeds are a bouquet,
that's the way on Topsy Turvy Day!
ALL: Topsy Turvy!
CLOPIN & CROWD: Beat the drums,
and blow the trumpets!
ALL: Topsy Turvy!
CLOPIN & CROWD: Join the bums
and thieves and strumpets,
streaming in from Chartres to Calais!
CLOPIN: Scurvy knaves are extra scurvy,
on the 6th of ′Januervy'!
CLOPIN AND CROWD: All because
it's Topsy Turvy Day!
CLOPIN: 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,
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 is the ugliest will be the King of Fools!
Why?
CROWD: Topsy Turvy!
CLOPIN: Ugly folk forget your shyness!
CROWD: Topsy Turvy!
CLOPIN: You could soon be called 'Your Highness'!
CROWD: Put your foulest creatures on display,
be the King of Topsy Turvy Day!
CLOPIN: Ev′rybody!
CROWD: Once a year we throw a party here in town!
CLOPIN: Hail to the King!
CROWD: Once a year we turn all Paris upside down!
CLOPIN: Oh, what a King!
CROWD: Once a year the ugliest will wear the crown!
CLOPIN: Girls, give a kiss!
CROWD: Once a year on Topsy Turvy Day!
CLOPIN: We′ve never had a King like this!
CLOPIN & CROWD: And it's the day
we do the things that we deplore,
on the other 364.
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!
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...
CLOPIN: 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 chuck the priest,
ev′rything is topsy turvy
at the Feast of the Fools!
CROWD: Topsy Turvy!
CLOPIN: Ev'rything is upsy daysy!
CROWD: Topsy Turvy!
CLOPIN: Ev′ryone is acting crazy,
dross is gold and weeds are a bouquet,
that's the way on Topsy Turvy Day!
ALL: Topsy Turvy!
CLOPIN & CROWD: Beat the drums,
and blow the trumpets!
ALL: Topsy Turvy!
CLOPIN & CROWD: Join the bums
and thieves and strumpets,
streaming in from Chartres to Calais!
CLOPIN: Scurvy knaves are extra scurvy,
on the 6th of ′Januervy'!
CLOPIN AND CROWD: All because
it's Topsy Turvy Day!
CLOPIN: 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,
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 is the ugliest will be the King of Fools!
Why?
CROWD: Topsy Turvy!
CLOPIN: Ugly folk forget your shyness!
CROWD: Topsy Turvy!
CLOPIN: You could soon be called 'Your Highness'!
CROWD: Put your foulest creatures on display,
be the King of Topsy Turvy Day!
CLOPIN: Ev′rybody!
CROWD: Once a year we throw a party here in town!
CLOPIN: Hail to the King!
CROWD: Once a year we turn all Paris upside down!
CLOPIN: Oh, what a King!
CROWD: Once a year the ugliest will wear the crown!
CLOPIN: Girls, give a kiss!
CROWD: Once a year on Topsy Turvy Day!
CLOPIN: We′ve never had a King like this!
CLOPIN & CROWD: And it's the day
we do the things that we deplore,
on the other 364.
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!
Writer(s): Stephen Laurence Schwartz, Alan Irwin Menken Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com