[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, spoken] 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 (sung) 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