We watched the 10th Anniversary one in music class in 6th grade, as that's mostly what we did.
I still don't know if it's a true story as the book said it was a mystery, in the opening.
[THENARDIER]Ain't it a laugh? Ain't it a treat?Hob-nobbin' here among the elite?Here comes a prince, there goes a JewThis one's a queer, but what can you do?Paris at my feet, Paris in the dustAnd here's me breaking breadWith the upper crust!Beggar at the feast! Master of the dance!Life is easy pickings, if you grab your chanceEverywhere you go, law-abiding folkDoing what is decent, but they're mostly broke!Singing to the Lord on SundaysPraying for the gifts He'll send[M. & MME. THENARDIER:]But we're the ones who take itWe're the ones who make it in the end!Watch the buggers dance, watch 'em till they dropKeep your wits about you and you stand on top!Masters of the land, always get our shareClear away the barricades, and we're still there!We know where the wind is blowingMoney is the stuff we smellAnd when we're rich as CroesusJesus! Won't we see you all in hell!
Who is this man?What sort of devil is heTo have me caught in a trapAnd choose to let me go free?It was his hour at lastTo put a seal on my fateWipe out the pastAnd wash me clean off the slate!All it would takeWas a flick of his knife.Vengeance was hisAnd he gave me back my life!Damned if I'll live in the debt of a thief!Damned if I'll yield at the end of the chase.I am the law and the law is not mockedI'll spit his pity right back in his faceThere is nothing on earth that we shareIt is either Valjean or Javert!And my thoughts fly apartCan this man be believed?Shall his sins be forgiven?Shall his crimes be reprieved?And must I now begin to doubt,Who never doubted all these years?My heart is stone and still it tremblesThe world I have known is lost in shadow.Is he from heaven or from hell?And does he knowThat granting me my life todayThis man has killed me even so?I am reaching, but I fallAnd the stars are black and coldAs I stare into the voidOf a world that cannot holdI'll escape now from that worldFrom the world of Jean Valjean.There is nowhere I can turnThere is no way to go on!