Wedding Chorale / Beggars At the Feast - Sue Jane Tanner/Alun Armstrong/"Les Misérables Original London Cast" Ensemble

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 my feet

Paris in the dust

And here I'm breaking bread

With the upper crust

Beggar at the feast

Master of the dance

Life is easy pickings

If you grab your chance

Every where you go

Law abiding folk

Doing what is decent

But they're mostly broke

Singing to the lord on sundays

Praying for the gifts he'll send

But we're the ones who take it

We're the ones who 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