God help the outcasts,
Hungry from birth.
Show them the mercy,
They don't find on Earth.
God help my people,
We look to you still.
God help the Outcasts,
Or no-body will.
I ask for nothing,
I can get by.
But I know so many,
Less lucky then I.
Please help my people,
The poor and down trod.
I thought we all were
Children of God.
God help the outcasts.
Children of God.
(Taken from "The Hunchback of Notre Dame")
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