Les Miserables Musical Lyrics

Look Down

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    1832. The teeming, squalid streets of Paris.
    Beggars, urchins, prostitutes, students, etc.

    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!

    'Ow 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 Saint Michele
    We live on crumbs 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!

    An old beggar woman finds a young prostitute occupying her pitch

    What you think yer at?
    Hanging round me 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 me 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 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!