Ca Ira: Opera in Three Acts: "In Paris There's a Rumble Under the Ground..." - Roger Waters

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