Look Down

Look down, and see the beggars at your feet Look down, 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 Folks underneath to Saint Michel We live on crumbs of humble piety Tough on the teeth but what the hell If you're poor, if you're free Follow me, follow me! Look down, and show some mercy if you can Look down, look down Upon your fellow man As for the leaders of the land, As for the swiles who run the show Only one man and that's Lamarque Speak for the people here below Now Lamarque is 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 Look down and show some mercy if you can Look down, look down Upon your fellow man