the phantom of opera - magical lasso - musicals lyrics

joseph buquet:
like yellow parchment is his skin …
a great black hole served as the nose that never grew …
you must be always on your guard,
or he will catch you with his magical l-sso!

madame giry:
those who speak of what they know
find, too late, that prudent silence is wise.
joseph buquet, hold your tongue –
he will burn you with the heat of his eyes!
last update: june, 30th 2013