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LOOK DOWN |
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BEGGARS |
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Look down and see the beggars at your feet |
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Look down and show some mercy if you can |
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Look down and see the sweepings of the street |
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Look down, look down, |
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Upon your fellow man! |
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GAVROCHE |
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'Ow do you do? My name's Gavroche. |
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These are my people. Here's my patch. |
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Not much to look at, nothing posh |
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Nothing that you'd call up to scratch. |
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This is my school, my high society |
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Here in the slums of Saint Michele |
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We live on crumbs of humble piety |
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Tough on the teeth, but what the hell! |
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Think you're poor? |
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Think you're free? |
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Follow me! Follow me! |
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BEGGARS |
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Look down and show some mercy if you can |
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Look down, look down, upon your fellow man! |
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(An old beggar woman finds a young prostitute occupying her pitch) |
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OLD BEGGAR WOMAN |
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What you think yer at? |
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Hanging round me pitch? |
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If you're new around here, girl |
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You've got a lot to learn! |
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YOUNG PROSTITUTE |
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Listen you old bat... |
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Crazy bloody witch... |
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'Least I give me customers |
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Some pleasure in return! |
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OLD BEGGAR WOMAN |
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I know what you give! |
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Give 'em all the pox! |
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Spread around your poison |
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Till they end up in a box. |
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PIMP |
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Leave the poor old cow, |
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Move it, Madeleine. |
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She used to be no better |
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Till the clap got to her brain. |
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BEGGARS |
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When's it gonna end? |
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When we gonna live? |
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Something's gotta happen now or |
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Something's gonna give |
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It'll come, it'll come, it'll come |
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It'll come, it'll come, it'll come |
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ENJOLRAS |
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Where the leaders of the land? |
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Where are the swells who run this show? |
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MARIUS |
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Only one man - and that's Lamarque |
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Speaks for these people here below. |
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BEGGARS |
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See our children fed |
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Help us in our shame |
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Something for a crust of bread |
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In Holy Jesus' name |
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URCHIN |
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In the Lord's Holy name. |
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BEGGARS |
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In his name, in his name, in his name... |
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MARIUS |
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Lamarque is ill and fading fast! |
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Won't last the week out, so they say. |
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ENJOLRAS |
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With all the anger in the land |
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How long before the judgement day? |
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Before we cut the fat ones down to size? |
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Before the barricades arise? |
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GAVROCHE |
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Watch out for old Thenardier |
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All of his family's on the make |
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Once ran a hash-house down the way |
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Bit of a swine and no mistake |
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He's got a gang |
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The bleeding layabout |
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Even his daughter does her share |
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That's Eponine, she knows her way about |
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Only a kid, but hard to scare |
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Do we care? |
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Not a cuss |
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Long live us. |
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Long live us! |
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BEGGARS |
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Look down and show some mercy if you can |
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Look down, look down upon your fellow man! |
