Lyrics:

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 (Uh huh, uh huh)
These are my people, here's my patch (Uh huh)
Not much to look at, nothing posh (Uh huh, uh huh)
Nothing that you'd call up to scratch (Uh huh)
This is my school, my high society (Uh huh, uh huh)
Here in the slums of Saint Michel (Uh huh, uh huh)
We live on crumbs of humble piety (Uh huh, uh huh)

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

What you think you're at
Hanging round my pitch?
If you're new around here, girl
You've got a lot to learn

Listen, you old bat
Crazy bloody witch
Least I give my customers
Some pleasure in return

I know what you give
Give 'em all the pox
Spread around your poison
Till they end up in a box

Leave the poor old cow
Move it, Madeleine
She used to be no better
Till the clap got to her brain

When's it gonna end
When we gonna live
Something's gotta happen now or
Something's gonna give
It'll come, it'll come, it'll come
It'll come, it'll come, it'll come

Where are the leaders (It'll come, it'll come)
Of the land? (It'll come, it'll come)
Where are the swells (It'll come, it'll come)
Who run this show? (It'll come, it'll come)

Only one man (It'll come, it'll come)
And that's LaMarque (It'll come, it'll come)
Speaks for the people (It'll come, it'll come)
Here below (It'll come, it'll come)

See our children fed
Help us in our shame
Something for a crust of bread
In Holy Jesus' name

In the Lord's holy name

In his name, in his name, in his name

LaMarque is ill and fading fast
Won't last the week out, so they say

With all the anger in the land
How long before the judgement day
Before we cut the fat ones down to size?
Before the barricades arise?

Watch out for old Thénardier
All of his family is on the make
Once ran a hash-house down the way
Bit of a swine and no mistake
He's got a gang, the bleeding layabout
Even his daughter does her share
That's Éponine, she knows her way about
Only a kid, but hard to scare
Do we care? Not a cuss
Long live us, long live us!

Look down and show some mercy if you can
Look down, look down upon your fellow man