Look down and see

the beggars at your feet

Look down and show

some mercy if you can

Look down and see

the sweepings of the street

Look down, look down

upon your fellow man

How do you do

My name's Gavroche

These are my people

here's my patch

Not much to look at, nothing posh

Nothing that you'd call up to scratch

This is my school, my high society

Here in the slums of Saint Michel

We live on crumbs of humble piety

Tough on the teeth,

but what the hell

Think you're poor?

Think you're free?

Follow me, follow me!

Look down and show

some mercy if you can

Look down, look down

upon your fellow man

Wait, Gavroche!

There was a time we killed the king

We tried to change the world too fast

Now we have got another king

He is no better than the last

This is the land that fought for liberty

Now when we fight, we fight for bread

Here is the thing about equality

Everyone's equal when they're dead

Take your place

Take your chance

Vive la France

Vive la France!

Look down and show

some mercy if you can

Look down, look down

upon your fellow man

When's this gonna end?

When we gonna live?

Something's gotta happen now

Something's gotta give

It'll come, it'll come, it'll come,

it'll come, it'll come

Where are the leaders of the land?

Where is the king who runs this show?

Only one man, General Lamarque

Speaks for the people here below

Lamarque is ill and fading fast

Won't last a week out, so they say

With all the anger in the land

How long before the Judgment Day?

Before we cut the fat ones down to size?

Before the barricades arise!

Vive la France! Vive la France!

Vive la France! Vive la France!