Come one, come all   Leave your looms and milking stools   Coop the hens and pen the mules   Come one, come all   Close the churches and the schools   It's the day for breaking rules   Come and join the Feast of Fools      Once a year we throw a party here in town   Once a year we turn all Paris upside down   Every man's a king and every king's a clown   Once again it's Topsy Turvy Day   It's the day the Devil in us gets released   It's the day we mock the pig and shock the priest   Everything is topsy turvy at the Feast of Fools      (Topsy turvy)   Everything is upsy-daisy   (Topsy turvy)   Everyone is acting crazy   Dross is gold and weeds are a bouquet   That's the way on Topsy Turvy Day      (Topsy turvy)   Beat the drums and blow the trumpets   (Topsy turvy)   Join the bums and thieves and strumpets   Streaming in from Chartres to Calais   Scurvy knaves are extra scurvy on the sixth of January   All because it's Topsy Turvy Day      Come one, come all   Hurry, hurry, here's your chance   See the mystery and romance   Come one, come all   See the finest girl in France   Make an entrance to entrance   Dance la Esmeralda, dance      Here it is, the moment you've been waiting for   Here it is, you know exactly what's in store   Now's the time we laugh until our sides get sore   Now's the time we crown the King of Fools      So make a face that's horrible and frightening   Make a face as gruesome as a gargoyle's wing   For the face that's ugliest will be the King of Fools   Why?      (Topsy turvy)   Ugly folks, forget your shyness   (Topsy turvy)   You could soon be called, "Your Highness"   Put the foulest features on display   Be the king of Topsy Turvy Day      Everybody      Once a year we throw a party, here in town   (Hail to the king)   Once a year we turn all Paris upside down   (Oh, what a king!)   Once a year the ugliest will wear a crown   (Girls, give a kiss)   Once a year on Topsy Turvy Day   (We've never had a king like this)      And it's the day we do the things that we deplore   On the other three hundred and sixty-four   Once a year we love to drop in, where the beer is never stoppin'   For the chance to pop some popinjay   And pick a king who'll put the top in Topsy Turvy Day   Topsy turvy, mad and crazy, upsy-daisy, Topsy Turvy Day