THE POOR
At the end of the day, you're another day older
And that's all you can say for the life of the poor
It's a struggle, it's a war
And there's nothing that anyone's giving
One more day standing about, what is it for?
One day less to be living

At the end of the day, you're another day colder
And the shirt on your back doesn't keep out the chill
And the righteous hurry past
They don't hear the little ones crying
And the winter is coming on fast
Ready to kill, one day nearer to dying

At the end of the day, there's another day dawning
And the sun in the morning is waiting to rise
Like the waves crash on the sand
Like a storm that'll break any second
There's a hunger in the land
There's a reckoning still to be reckoned
And there's gonna be hell to pay at the end of the day

FOREMAN
At the end of the day, you get nothing for nothing
Sitting flat on your b___ doesn't buy any bread

WORKER ONE
There are children back at home

WORKERS ONE & TWO
And the children have got to be fed

WORKER TWO
And you're lucky to be in a job

WOMAN
And in a bed

WORKERS
And we're counting our blessings

WOMAN TWO
Have you seen how the foreman is fuming today?
With his terrible breath and his wandering hands?

WOMAN THREE
It's because little Fantine won't give him his way

WOMAN ONE
Take a look at his trousers, you'll see where he stands

WOMAN FOUR
And the boss, he never knows
That the foreman is always in heat

WOMAN THREE
If Fantine doesn't look out, watch how she goes
She'll be out on the street

WORKERS
At the end of the day, it's another day over
With enough in your pocket to last for a week
Pay the landlord, pay the shop
Keep on grafting as long as you're able
Keep on grafting till you drop
Or it's back to the crumbs off the table
You've got to pay your way at the end of the day

GIRL
Now, what have we here, little innocent sister?
Come on Fantine, let's have all the news
Oh, dear Fantine you must send us more money
Cosette needs a doctor, there's no time to lose

FANTINE
Give that letter to me, it is none of your business
With a husband at home and a bit on the side
Is there anyone here who can swear before God
She has nothing to fear, she has nothing to hide?

VALJEAN
what is this fighting all about? Will someone tear these two apart?
This is a factory, not a circus, now, come on ladies, settle down
I run a business of repute, I am the Mayor of this town
I look to you to sort this out and be as patient as you can

FOREMAN
Now someone say how this began

GIRL
At the end of the day she's the one who began it
There's a kid that she's hiding in some little town
There's a man she has to pay
You can guess how she picks up the extra
You can bet she's earning her keep
Sleeping around and the boss wouldn't like it

FANTINE
Yes, it's true there's a child and the child is my daughter
And her father abandoned us, leaving us flat
Now she lives with an innkeeper man and his wife
And I pay for the child, what's the matter with that?

WOMEN
At the end of the day she'll be nothing but trouble
And there's trouble for all when there's trouble for one
While we're earning our daily bread
She's the one with her hands in the b___er
You must send the s___ away
Or we're all gonna end in the gutter
And it's us who'll have to pay at the end of the day

FOREMAN
I might have known the b____ could bite
I might have known the cat had claws
I might have guessed your little secret

Ah yes, the virtuous Fantine, who keeps herself so pure and clean
You'd be the cause, I had no doubt, of any trouble hereabout
You play a virgin in the light, but need no urging in the night

GIRL
She's been laughing at you while she's having her men

WOMEN
She'll be nothing but trouble again and again

GIRL
You must sack her today

WORKERS
Sack the girl today

FOREMAN
Right my girl, on your way

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