Paris / Look Down (Live)

Paris / Look Down (Live)

Logan Clark & The 2020 Les Misérables Staged Concert Ensemble

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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 streets
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 the land that fought for liberty
Now when we fight, we fight for bread
Here is the thing about equality
Everyone is 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

Where are the leaders of the land?
Where are the swells who run this show?

Only one man, and that's Lamarque
Speaks for these people here below

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 Thenardier
All of his family's 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 Eponine, 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

These bloody students on our street
Here they come slumming once again
Our Eponine would kiss their feet
She never had a scrap of brain

Hey Eponine, what's up today?
I haven't seen you much about

Here you can always catch me in

Mind the police don't catch you out

Hey whatchu do with all these books
I could have been a student too
Don't judge a girl on how she looks
I know a lot of things I do

Poor Eponine, the things you know
You wouldn't find in books like these

I like the way you grow your hair

I like the way you always tease

Little he knows
Little he sees