London production 1986 The Phantom of the Opera the Musical - Magical Lasso Lyrics
BUQUET Like yellow parchment is his skin A great black hole serves as the nose that never grew
You must be always on your guard Or he will catch you with his magical lasso!
MADAME GIRY Those who speak of what they know Find too late, that prudent silence is wise Joseph Buquet, hold your tongue Keep your hand at the level of your eyes!