Look down and see the beggars at your feet Look down and show some mercy if you can Look down and see the sweepings on 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 San Michel We live our crimes 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 Where do you think you're at? Hanging round my pitch If you know around here, girl, you've got a lot to learn I'm your old pet, crazy bloody witch Least I give my customers some pleasure in return I know what you give! Give them all the pot Spread around your poison till they end up in a pot Leave the poor old cow! Move it, Madelaine! She used to be no better to the cock or 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, it'll come Where are the leaders of the land? Where are the swells who run this show? Only one man, and that's Lamar, speaks for these people here below See our children pray, help us in our shame Sorry for our press, but pray in holy Jesus' name In the Lord's holy name, in his name, in his name, in his name Lamar Gazelle and Fading Fast won't last the 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? Look down and show some mercy if you can Look down, look down upon your fellow man