At the end of the day you're another day older
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And that's all you can say for the life of the poor
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It's a struggle, it's a war
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And there's nothing that anyone's giving
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One more day standing about, what is it for?
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One day less to be living.
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At the end of the day you're another day colder
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And the shirt on your back doesn't keep out the chill
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And the righteous hurry past
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They don't hear the little ones crying
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And the plague is coming on fast, ready to kill
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One day nearer to dying!
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At the end of the day there's another day dawning
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And the sun in the morning is waiting to rise
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Like the waves crash on the sand
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Like a storm that'll break any second
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There's a hunger in the land
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There's a reckoning still to be reckoned and
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There's gonna be hell to pay
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At the end of the day!
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At the end of the day you get nothing for nothing
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Sitting flat on your bum doesn't buy any bread
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There are children back at home
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And the children have got to be fed
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And you're lucky to be in a job
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And in a bed!
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And we're counting our blessings!
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Have you seen how the foreman is fuming today?
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With his terrible breath and his wandering hands?
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It's because little Fantine won't give him his way
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Take a look at his trousers, you'll see where he stands!
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And the boss, he never knows
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That the foreman is always in heat
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If Fantine doesn't look out
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Watch how she goes
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She'll be out on the street!
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At the end of the day it's another day over
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With enough in your pocket to last for a week
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Pay the landlord, pay the shop
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Keep on grafting as long as you're able
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Keep on grafting till you drop
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Or it's back to the crumbs off the table
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You've got to pay your way
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At the end of the day!
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And what have we here, little innocent sister?
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Come on Fantine, let's have all the news!
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Dear Fantine you must send us more money
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Your child needs a doctor
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There's no time to lose
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Give that letter to me
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It is none of your business
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With a husband at home
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And a bit on the side!
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Is there anyone here
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Who can swear before God
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She has nothing to fear?
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She has nothing to hide?
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Will someone tear these two apart
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This is a factory, not a circus!
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Now, come on ladies, settle down
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I run a business of repute
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I am the Mayor of this town
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Deal with this foreman,
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be as patient as you can
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Yes Monsieur Madeline
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I might have known the bitch could bite
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I might have known the cat had claws
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I might have guessed your little secret
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Ah yes, the virtuous Fantine
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Who keeps herself so pure and clean
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You'd be the cause I had no doubt
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Of any trouble hereabout
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You play a virgin in the light
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But need no urgin' in the night.
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She's been laughing at you
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While she's having her men
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She'll be nothing but trouble again and again
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You must sack her today
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Sack the girl today!
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Right my girl. On your way!
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At The End Of The Day
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| Les Miserables Cast |
