Les Misérables

Les Misérables - Little People lyrics

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Gavroche
     Liar!
     Good evening, dear inspector
     Lovely evening, my dear.
     I know this man, my friends
     His name is Inspector Javert
     So don't believe a word he says
     'Cause none of it's true
     This only goes to show
     What little people can do!

     And little people know
     When little people fight
     We may look easy pickings
     But we've got some bite
     So never kick a dog
     Because he's just a pup
     We'll fight like twenty armies
     And we won't give up
     So you'd better run for cover
     When the pup grows up!

Grantaire
     Bravo, little Gavroche, you're the top of the class!

Prouvaire
     So what are we going to do
     With this snake in the grass?

Enjolras
     Tie this man and take him
     To the tavern in there
     The people will decide your fate
     Inspector Javert!

Various Students
     Take the bastard now and shoot him!
     Let us watch the devil dance
     You'd have done the same Inspector
     If we'd let you have your chance!

Javert
     Shoot me now or shoot me later
     Every schoolboy to his sport
     Death to each and every traitor
     I renounce your people's court!

Combeferre
     Though we may not all survive here
     There are things that never die

Grantaire
     What's the difference?  Die a schoolboy
     Die a policeman die a spy!

Enjolras
     Take this man, bring him through
     There is work we have to do!

     [Javert is bundled away as the first shots ring out.
     Eponine enters, wounded.]

Joly
     There's a boy climbing the barricade!

Marius
     Good God! What are you doing?
     'Ponine, have you no fear?
     Have you seen my beloved?
     Why have you come back here?

Eponine
     Took the letter like you said
     I met her father at the door
     He said he would give it

     [She collapses]

     Don't think I can stand any more.

Marius
     Eponine, what's wrong?  I feel...
     There's something wet upon your hair

     [There is blood on his hands]

     Eponine, you're hurt
     You need some help!
     Oh God, it's everywhere
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