Guard:
Gosh, it disturbs me to see you, Frollo,
Looking so out of the game.
Everyone here's come to fear you, Frollo,
Even just hearing your name.
There's no one in town as important as you,
Except the Archdeacon, but still,
Everyone's scared to be gypsies 'cause you
Have a passion to go out and kill.

No one's dark as Frollo,
Leaves their mark like Frollo.
No one else makes a caustic remark like Frollo
For there's no one in town half as evil.
Villainous, scheming, and foul.
If there's ever a gypsy upheaval,
Then in moments you're sure to be back on the prowl!

Soldiers:
No one rules like Frollo,
Wears their jewels like Frollo.

Guard:
No one breaks up a Feasting of Fools like Frollo!

Frollo:
It is all for the best to help my religion!

Soldiers:
My what a judge, Claude Frollo!
Give five hurrahs! Give a hooray!

Guard:
Claude Frollo's the best at making disarray!

Soldiers:
No one's luck's like Frollo's!
No one's Klux like Frollo!

Guard:
No one else is considered deluxe like Frollo!

Townspeople:
But there's no one who could be more scary!

Frollo:
As you see, I'm a man to be feared!

Guard:
He's no fool; in fact, by the contrary,
He stopped only "cause the Archdeacon interfered!

Soldiers:
No one's tall like Frollo,
Has got gall like Frollo!

Guard:
No one else had a terrible fall like Frollo!

Frollo:
I missed out killing that girl by just a smidgen!

Soldiers:
My, what a judge, Claude Frollo!

Frollo:
When I was quite young, I was still smart enough
To know gypsies were plagues of the Earth!
And now that I'm grown, I know how to rebuff
When they all foolishly make an attempt to berth!

Soldiers:
No one's mad as Frollo,
Can go bad as Frollo!

Guard:
No one else makes an evil step dad like Frollo!

Frollo:
My stepson's only friend is a stupid pigeon!

Soldiers:
My, what a judge, Frollo!