'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 crumbs of humble piety
Tough on the teeth, but what the hell!
Think you're poor?
Think you're free?
Follow me! Follow me!
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!
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