[FREDERIC]
Hush, hush! not a word; I see a light inside!
The Major-General comes, so quickly hide!

[CHORUS OF PIRATES]
Yes, yes, the Major-General comes!

[CHORUS OF POLICE]
Yes, yes, the Major-General comes!

[MAJOR-GENERAL]
Yes, yes, the Major-General comes!

Tormented with the anguish dread
Of falsehood unatoned
I lay upon my sleepless bed
And tossed and turned and groaned!
The man who finds his conscience ache
No peace at all enjoys
And as I lay in bed awake
I thought I heard a noise!

[CHORUS OF PIRATES]
He thought he heard a noise
Ha ha!
[MAJOR-GENERAL]
No, all is still
In dale, on hill
My mind is set at ease
So still the scene
It must have been
The sighing of the breeze!