The Court of Miracles

Maybe you've heard of a terrible place
 Where the soundrels of Paris
 Collect in a lair
 Maybe you've heard of that mythical place
 Of the Court of Miracles
 Hello, 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
 Rather like hornets protecting their hive
 Here in the Court of Miracles
 Where it's a miracle if you get out alive!
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 Justice is swift in the Court of Miracles
 I am the lawyers and judge all in one
 We like to get the trial over with quickly
 Because it's the sentence that's really the fun!
 Any last words?
 That's what they all say
 Now that we've seen all the evicence
 Wait! I object!
 Overruled!
 I object!
 Quiet!
 Dang!
 We find you totally innocent
 Which is the worst crime of all
 So you're going to hang!