The Death Of Gavroche

The people have not stirred
We are abandoned by those who still live in fear
Let us not waste lives
Like all who wish do
Go from here

Do you hear the people sing?
Singing the song of angry men?
It is the music of the people
Who will not be slaves again!
When the beating of your heart
Echoes the beating of the drums
There is a life about to start
When tomorrow comes

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

You at the barricade listen to this
The people of Paris sleep in their beds
You have no chance
No chance at all
Why throw your lives away?

Let us die facing our foes
Make them bleed while we can
Make 'em pay through the nose
Make 'em pay for every man!
Let others rise
To take our place
Until the earth is free!