He's just a little banger, standing in the crowd He's falling to ecstasy, when the music's playing loud He's just about 20, he's behaving like a child He doesn't feel their eyes, while he's screaming wild Hey you, don't you know They're all staring at you Hey you, don't you know It's crazy what you're going Quasimodo's back from middle ages The bells of Notre Dame is our PA Every metal concert happening in our town I see him banging madly, jumping up and down Everybody notices the matter with him A tiny young cripple with a frozen stupid grin Quasimodo's back from middle ages The bells of Notre Dame is our PA