The Death of Gavroche

The people have not stirred We are abandoned by those who still live in fear Let us not waste lives Like all who wish do Go from here Do you hear the people sing? Singing the song of angry men? It is the music of the people Who will not be slaves again! When the beating of your heart Echoes the beating of the drums There is a life about to start When tomorrow comes Little people know When little people fight We may look easy pickings But we've got some bite! So never kick a dog Because he's just a pup We'll fight like twenty armies And we won't give up So you'd better run for cover When the pup grows You at the barricade listen to this The people of Paris sleep in their beds You have no chance No chance at all Why throw your lives away? Let us die facing our foes Make them bleed while we can Make 'em pay through the nose Make 'em pay for every man! Let others rise To take our place Until the earth is free!