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"Thenardier: |
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here's a hint of gold |
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stuck into a tooth |
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pardon me mieseur |
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you won't be needing it no more |
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shouldn't be too hard to sell |
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add it to the pile |
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add it to the stack |
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here among the sewer rats |
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a breath away from hell |
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you get accustomed to the smell |
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well someone's got to clean them up my friends |
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bodies on the highway |
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law and order upside down |
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someone's got to collect their odds and ends |
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as a service to the town |
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here's a tasty ring |
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pretty little thing |
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wouldn't want to waste it |
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that would really be a crime |
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thank you sir i'm in your debt |
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here's a little toy |
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take it off the boy |
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his heart's no longer going |
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and he's lived his little time |
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but his watch is ticking yet |
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well someone's got to clean them up my friends |
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before the little harvest disappears into the mud |
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someone's got to collect their odds and ends |
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when the gutters run with blood |
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it's a world where the dog eats dog |
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and they kill for the bones in the street |
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and God in his heaven |
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he don't interfere |
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cause he's dead as the stiffs at my feet |
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i raise my eyes to see the heavens |
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and only the moon looks down |
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the harvest moon shines down |
