Andrew Lloyd Webber - Madame Giry’s Tale/The Fairground lyrics

(spoken)

Madame Giry wait!

Please, Monsieur
I know no more than anyone else

That's not true

Monsieur, don't ask there have
Been too many accidents

Accidents?!

Please, Madame Giry, for all our sakes

Very well it was years ago there was
A traveling fair in the city
Gypsies i was very young, studying to
Be a ballerina one of many
Living in the dormitories of the opera house


See the wonder from the East!

Come come come inside come and
See the Devil's Child

Murder! Murder!

Which way?

That way!

I hid him from the world
And it's cruelties he
Has known nothing else of life since then
Except this opera house it was
His playground and, now
His artistic domain he's a genius he's an
Architect and designer he's a composer
And a magician a genius, monsieur!

Clearly, Madame Giry
Genius has turned to madness