The Prince: If you think you've seen it all Then you had better think again Don't care how many books you've read Or how many lands you've seen
You're still not prepared for this Don't be misled by pretty girls Or flowered gardens everywhere You'll soon see what I mean
The family called Capulet Will not forgive and can't forget And the family called Montague Is as unforgiving too
This is Verona, you're in Verona Where hatred is a way of life And you can cut it with a knife The hate keeps flowing in their veins It is more powerful than chains And they are scared to turn their backs It isn't prudent to relax Not in Verona, lovely Verona The population is unique Nobody turns the other cheek When will they get it in their heads? Their dreams will never leave their beds Until there is some compromise And peace illuminates the skies In Verona
On the surface all is well Heaven on earth it would appear A second look and you'll see hell It's no picnic to live here
Maybe the wound's too deep and raw Archaic wounds take long to heal And Montague’s and Capulet’s Seem to thrive on their ordeal
What tragic price must we pay For bad blood to be washed away? It's all too sad to contemplate And it's all because of hate
In my Verona, perfect Verona Two families with an ancient grudge That all their praying cannot budge An endless battle of two foes And neither one can find repose As families swim against the tide Come meet some people who reside In Verona, charming Verona This one is called Benvolio And that's his friend Mercutio
These two are always in accord But here comes Tybalt with sword But in this town I am the law It's tough 'cos everyone's at war
Mercutio: He's mad, we are the law here
Benvolio: We are too wild to be controlled
Tybalt: I am too brave, I am too bold
Chorus: In Verona, come to Verona The population is unique Nobody turns the other cheek The hate keeps flowing in our veins Hate is more powerful than chains No wonder danger's in the air The enemy is everywhere