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[1832. The teeming, squalid streets of Paris. Beggars, urchins, prostitutes, students, etc.] BeggarsLook down, look down, and see the beggars at your feetLook down and show some mercy if you canLook down and seeThe sweepings of the streetsLook down, look down,Upon your fellow man! GavrocheHow do you do? My name's GavrocheThese are my people, here's my patchNot much to look at, nothing poshNothing that you'd call up to scratchThis is my school, my high societyHere in the slums of Saint MicheleWe live on crumbs of humble pietyTough on the teeth, but what the hell!Think you're poor?Think you're free?Follow me, follow me! BeggarsLook down, and show some mercy if you canLook down, look down, upon your fellow man Letras de canciones[An old beggar woman finds a young prostitute occupying her patch.] Old Beggar WomanWhat you think yer at?Hanging round me pitch?If you're new around here, girlYou've got a lot to learn Young ProstituteListen you old batCrazy bloody witch'Least I give my customersSome pleasure in return Old Beggar WomanI know what you give!Give 'em all the pox!Spread around your poisonTill they end up in a box PimpLeave the poor old cow,Move it, MadeleineShe used to be no betterTill the clap got to her brain BeggarsWhen's it gonna end?When we gonna live?Something's gotta happen now orSomething's gonna give...It'll come, it'll come, it'll comeIt'll come, it'll come, it'll come EnjolrasWhere the leaders of the land?Where are the swells who run this show? MariusOnly one man - and that's LamarqueSpeaks for these people here below BeggarsSee our children fedHelp us in our shameSomething for a crust of breadIn Holy Jesus' name UrchinIn the Lord's Holy name. BeggarsIn his name, in his name, in his name... MariusLamarque is ill and fading fast!Won't last the week out so they say EnjolrasWith all the anger in the landHow long before the judgement day?Before we cut the fat ones down to size?Before the barricades arise? GavrocheWatch out for old ThenardierAll of his family is on the makeOnce ran a hash-house down the wayBit of a swine and no mistakeHe's got a gangThe bleeding layaboutEven his daughter does her shareThat's Eponine, she knows her way aboutOnly a kid, but hard to scareDo we care?Not a cuss!Long live us, long live us! BeggarsLook down, look down, and show some mercy if you canLook down, look down, upon your fellow man! From Letras Mania