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                           The classic lament of society's misfits. Quasimodo the Hunchback pours out his rage and torment at being treated as a freak
                           all his life. "I'm human!" he cries, then, bitterly indicating the mob "...if you call this humanity!"
                            
                         
                        
                        
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                                  Human   (lyrics and music
                                    by Rainey)
      (Sung by the Hunchback:)   Who's the one? Tell me, who decides  Who gets to belong,
                                    who has to stay outside  In the rain, yeah and it can pour  Who's calling out the names  Before they close
                                    that door 
    All my life I've paid a debt I never made  Why not you? What did I ever do?  Always
                                    made to suffer persecution just for  Being not like you 
    I'm Human, but I ask myself do I want to be  Human, if you call this humanity  Little minds, fed on spite  Full of fear, shut down tight  Comfortable
                                    with cruelty  With no idea of what it means to be  Human-Human-Human
     Who's the one? Tell me who
                                    decides  Who gets to be born, and who has to die?  Is it fair that some won't live  While others choose
                                    to waste  All they've got to give?
     Pass around that slightly soured Cup of Human Kindness  Yeah,
                                    and God Bless  Throw the dog its crumb, your charity is done, it's mindless  Blindness 
    I'm
                                    Human, I live, I breathe, I need, I dream  I'm Human, I hide, I cry, I sin, I scream  I sometimes wonder what
                                    you could want  You have everything that I don't  And still consumed with a deathless greed  You're
                                    all compelled to see me bleed  It's Inhuman, Inhuman 
    Sometimes I think that I'll get away 
                                    From this agony  But it only goes on and on and on  And in this nightmare I am alone 
    There's one
                                    thing I can thank you for  I don't envy you, no not anymore  What I've seen has frightened me  And
                                    my own ugliness is just skin-deep
    I'm Human, but I ask myself do I want to be  Human, if you call this
                                    Humanity  Somewhere within your secret soul  You must suspect, you must know  That the things you do, that
                                    you believe  Are so beneath what I conceive  To be Human Human Human!
 
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