BEGGARS
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!

GAVROCHE
'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 [bad word] of humble piety
Tough on the teeth, but what the [bad word] 
Think you're poor?
Think you're free?
Follow me! Follow me!

BEGGARS
Look down and show some mercy if you can
Look down, look down, upon your fellow man!

Gavroche:
There was a time we killed the King
We tried to chance the world to fast.
Now we have got another King,
He is no better than the last.
This is the land that fought for liberty-
Now when we fight we fight for bread!
Here is the thing about equality- 
Everyone’s equal when they’re dead.
Take your place!
Take your chance!
Vive la France! Vive la France!