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"In Paris There's A Rumble Under The Ground"


[ROUBLEMAKER]

In Paris there's a rumble under the ground

It's the sound of the printing press

And like a volcano when it blows

It spews out ideas like confetti, like snow


[BOY]

Read all about it!

Hold the front page!

The street's a theatre

Each café...


[CHORUS & CHILDREN]

A stage!


[RINGMASTER]

But under every café awning

There appears this papal warning


[TROUBLEMAKER]

His Holiness the Pope, I fear

Believes the Rights of Man to be a bad idea


[REVOLUTIONARY PRIEST]

The pope does not want the rights of Man


[COMPANY]

The pope does not want the rights of Man


[REVOLUTIONARY PRIEST]

He finds them too profane


[COMPANY]

He finds them too profane


[REVOLUTIONARY PRIEST]

When a man bites the apple


[COMPANY]

When a man bites the apple


[REVOLUTIONARY PRIEST]

He gets a taste for liberty


[COMPANY]

He gets a taste for liberty


[REVOLUTIONARY PRIEST]

He gets... a taste of liberty


[MALE CHORUS]

He gets... a taste of liberty


[ALTAR BOY]

The Pope declares that it's a sin


[MALE CHORUS]

The pope declares that it's a sin


[TROUBLEMAKER]

So let us raid the apple tree

Although the Pope does not agree

He blesses us with sleight of hand

He doesn’t want the Rights of Man


[ALTAR BOY]

The Pope declares that it's a sin


[MALE CHORUS]

The Pope declares that it's a sin


[REVOLUTIONARY PRIEST]

The Pope declares that it's... a sin

People are sharing the apples

The Pope says Bless You but it's still a sin


[COMPANY]

The Pope says Bless You but it's still a sin


[REVOLUTIONARY PRIEST]

The Pope gives his blessing with sleight of hand


[COMPANY]

The Pope gives his blessing with sleight of hand


[REVOLUTIONARY PRIEST]

He doesn't want the


[REVOLUTIONARY PRIEST & MALE CHORUS]

Rights... of Man


[ALTAR BOY]

The Pope declares that it's a sin


[MALE CHORUS]

The Pope declares that it's a sin


[TROUBLEMAKER]

But the Pop can change his mind like that

Like trying on a different hat

Turning on the stars above and politics and God and love

Turning like an apple that shrivels on the sand

And when the core is rotten

No one tastes the Rights of Man


[REVOLUTIONARY PRIEST]

You never taste the Rights of Man...


[CHORUS]

He does not want the Rights of Man

The Pope does not want the Rights of Man

He's made his stand

He washes his hands

The Pope does not... want the Rights of Man


[REVOLUTIONARY PRIEST]

Nothing but a prayer to hope for

Nothing but a little wine to dream

Nothing for this hunger but a handful of grain

The horizon always the same


[REVOLUTIONARY PRIEST & TROUBLEMAKER]

Rooted in this earth

Like our parents dead and gone

Like the trees which are our emblem

The horizon just goes on and on

We'll change it with a forest


[REVOLUTIONARY PRIEST, TROUBLEMAKER & CHORUS]

The olive and the oak tree

Will be our flags


[Curtain]