Beggers At the Feast

THENARDIER Ain't it a laugh? Ain't it a treat? Hob nobbin' here among the elite? Here comes a prince there goes a Jew this one's a queer but what can you do? Paris at me feet Paris in the dust and here's me breaking bread with the upper crust... Beggers at the feast masters of the dance life is easy pickings if you grabs your chance! Everywhere you go law abidding folks doing what is decent but they're mostly broke! Singing to the lord on Sundays praying for the gifts he'll send M. & MME. THENARDIER But we're the ones who take it we're the ones who'll make it in the end! Watch the buggers dance watch 'em till they drop keep your wits about you and you stand on top! Masters of the land always get our share clear away the Barricades and we're still there! We know where the wind is blowing money is the stuff we smell! And when we're rich as Croesus Jesus won't we see you all in Hell!