Miserables, Les (Related Recordings) - At The End Of The Day lyrics

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At the end of the day you're another day older,

and thats all you can say for the life of the poor.

It's a struggle, it's a war, and there's nothing that anyones 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 dont 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 will 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.

At the end of the day you get nothing for nothing,

sitting flat on your bum doesnt buy any bread.

And there's children back at home, and the children have got to be fed,

and your lucky to be in a job and in a bed.

And we're counting our blessings

Have you seen how the foreman is fuming today?

With his terrible breath and his wandering hands

All because little Fantine won't give him his way

Take a look at his trousers

You see where he stands

And the boss he never knows

that his foreman is always in heat

If Fantine doesn't look out

watch how she goes

she'll be out on the street

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 your able.

Keep on grafting till you drop,

or its back to the crusts off the table.

Well you've got to pay your way, at the end of the day.

And what have we here little innocent sister

Come on Fantine let's have all the news

Dear Fantine you must send us more money

Your child needs a doctor there's no time to lose

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?

(Fighting sounds)

Will someone tear these two apart

What is this fighting all about?

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'll look to you to sort this out

Be as patient as you can

Now someone say how this began

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 where she picks up the extra

You can bet she's earning her keep sleeping around

And the boss wouldn't like it

Yes it's true there's a child

and that child is my daughter

And her father abandoned us leaving us flat

Now she lives with an inkeeper man and his wife

And I pay for the child

What's the matter with that?

At the end of the day she'll be nothing but trouble

And there's trouble for all where there's trouble for one

While we're earning our daily bread

She's the one with her hands in the butter

You must send the slut away

Or we're all gonna end in the gutter

It's us who'll have to pay

At the end of the day

I might have known the bitch could bite

I might have known the cat had claws

I might have guessed your little secret

Ah yes the virtous Fantine

Who keeps herself so pure and clean

You'd be the cause I had no doubt

Of any trouble here about

You play a virgin in the light

But need no urgin' in the night

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

She'll be nothing but trouble again and again

You must sack her today! (Sack the girl today!)

Right my girl! On your way!