[THENARDIER (picking through the corpses in the sewers)] Here's a hint of gold stuck into a tooth Pardon me, M'sieur You won't be needing it no more Shouldn't be too hard to sell Add it to the pile, add it to the stock Here among the sewer rats A breath away from Hell You get accustomed to the smell Well someone's got to clean 'em up, my friends Bodies on the highway, law and order upside down Someone's got to collect their odds and ends As a service to the town [Valjean arrives, carrying Marius. Valjean collapses. Thénardier robs Marius.] [THENARDIER] Here's a tasty ring, pretty little thing Wouldn't want to waste it That would really be a crime Thank you, sir, I'm in your debt Here's another toy, take it off the boy His heart's no longer going And he's lived his little time But his watch is ticking yet! Well, someone's got to clean them up, my friends Before the little harvest disappears into the mud Someone's got to collect their odds and ends When the gutters run with blood It's a world where the dog eats the dog Where they k** for bones in the street And God in His Heaven, he don't interfere Cause he's dead as the stiffs at me feet I raise my eyes to see the heavens And only the moon looks down The harvest moon shines down! [He turns over Valjean's body, recognizes him, and runs off Valjean comes to, picks up Marius again and walks through the sewers.]