Look Down Lyrics - Alain Boublil

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

Beggars 

Look down, 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! 

Gavroche 

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 

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! 

Beggars 

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 patch.) 

Old Beggar Woman 

What you think yer at? 

Hanging round me pitch? 

If you're new around here, girl 

You've got a lot to learn 

Young Prostitute 

Listen you old bat 

Crazy bloody witch 

'Least I give my customers 

Some pleasure in return 

Old Beggar Woman 

I know what you give! 

Give 'em all the pox! 

Spread around your poison 

Till they end up in a box 

Pimp 

Leave the poor old cow, 

Move it, Madeleine 

She used to be no better 

Till the clap got to her brain 

Beggars 

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 

Enjolras 

Where the leaders of the land? 

Where are the swells who run this show? 

Marius 

Only one man - and that's Lamarque 

Speaks for these people here below 

Beggars 

See our children fed 

Help us in our shame 

Something for a crust of bread 

In Holy Jesus' name 

Urchin 

In the Lord's Holy name. 

Beggars 

In his name, in his name, in his name... 

Marius 

Lamarque is ill and fading fast! 

Won't last the week out so they say 

Enjolras 

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? 

Gavroche 

Watch out for old Thenardier 

All of his family is 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! 

Beggars 

Look down, look down, and show some mercy if you can 

Look down, look down, upon your fellow man!