The Life of A Gamin
Legal stuff:Les Mis is not mine, blah blah blah, etc...special thanks to Victor Hugo, and the composers of this musical. This fic is for Kid Conlon.
Here among these streets of blood and cement,
All around town, there's this great lament,
Of the loss of all those beings,
And through spirits' eyes, that's the way I am seeing.
On bullets we were really low,
And that old guy who volunteered really was too slow,
So instead,
I went and got myself shot dead.
The life of a gamin just wasn't worth livin',
And all those people up there didn't bother givin'.
Our group was a miserable one,
While the rich had money even risin' with the sun.
The life of a gamin,
As y'can see, no-one was fed,
Added only more awaiting the end of a famine,
And now I am just dead.
Legal stuff:Les Mis is not mine, blah blah blah, etc...special thanks to Victor Hugo, and the composers of this musical. This fic is for Kid Conlon.
Here among these streets of blood and cement,
All around town, there's this great lament,
Of the loss of all those beings,
And through spirits' eyes, that's the way I am seeing.
On bullets we were really low,
And that old guy who volunteered really was too slow,
So instead,
I went and got myself shot dead.
The life of a gamin just wasn't worth livin',
And all those people up there didn't bother givin'.
Our group was a miserable one,
While the rich had money even risin' with the sun.
The life of a gamin,
As y'can see, no-one was fed,
Added only more awaiting the end of a famine,
And now I am just dead.