Lirik

No! Stop! You robbers—your little number's up One of you has stolen my precious golden cup Joseph started searching through his brothers' sacks Everyone was nervous, no one could relax (Who's the thief? Who's the thief?) (Who's the thief? Who's the thief?) Is it Reuben? (No) Is it Simeon? (No) Is it Naphtali? (No) Is it Dan? (No) Is it Asher? (No) Is it Isaachar? (No) Is it Levi? (No) Who's the man? (No) Is it Zebulun? (No) Is it Gad? (No) Is it Judah? (No) Is it him? (Could it be, could it be) (Could it be, could it be) (Could it be, could it be) Could it possibly be Benjamin? (Yes! Yes! Yes!) Benjamin, you nasty youth Your crime has shocked me to the core Never in my whole career Have I encountered this before Guards, seize him! Lock him in a cell! Throw the keys into the Nile as well! Each of the brothers fell to his knees Show him some mercy, oh mighty one, please He would not do this, he must have been framed Jail us and beat us, we should be blamed La-la-la-la, la-la-la-la La-la-la-la, la-la-la... la
Writer(s): Timothy Rice, Andrew Lloyd-webber Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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