Lyrics

At the End of Exams

to "At the End of the Day" from Les Miserables

Students At the end of the day you're still in the library And that's where you will stay till exams are all through I'm so tired, work's a bore And my brain hurts from all of the thinking One more day to be outlining tests, three-pronged and four When I'd rather be drinking At the end of the day comes a night full of reading Drink a coffee or two, you won't get any rest And the gunners hurry past They don't share their notes or their outlines And I think that I really might fail my copyright test One day nearer exam time At the end of the day it's another day dawning I look out of the windows and watch the sun rise Evidence and tort reform Try to learn but I just keep forgetting Why's the library so warm? In a t-shirt but still I keep sweating Still I have to stay here and cram! Till the end of exams Vice Dean At the end of the day, my hard work gets me nothing And I get overlooked when they choose a new dean Students Man, the gunner never stops He just plows along like a machine While we're sitting here running on fumes and on caffeine Look, he's not even blinking Have you noticed the Vice Dean's distracted today? With a nervous and devious look in his eye? It's because he's been plotting now Schizer's away Yeah, he wants to take over, who knows what he'll try? And Dean Schizer doesn't know That the Vice Dean is after his seat If the dean doesn't watch out Hurry back soon He'll be out on the street! At the end of it all we've been groomed for a firm job Where we all work at least eighty hours a week Just to earn our daily bread Pay back loans till the day we retire What the school really expects Is we set ourselves up to get hired Any talk of learning's a sham We just get through exams! Stef And what have we here, it's a Law Review outline! By those cite-checking gunners who don't like to share Ooh, look at us, we're so smart and so special We never skip classes, we always prepare Gunner Give that outline to me; why'd you think you deserve it? You played poker all night while I sat here and read Last week no one was here, you were watching TV Now exams are all near and you're mad I'm ahead Professor Just what the hell is all this noise? I heard you all the way upstairs! This is a law school, not a circus! You two had better let it go I can't afford to look inept This is my only cameo I'll let you actors sort this out And leave the stage to rousing cheers Vice Dean Now state the facts—what happened here?! Stef At the end of the day he's the one who began it Why's he working so hard to make us look confused? We enjoy studying law, but we hope it won't take over our lives You can bet he's earning his grades through drug abuse! And my mom wouldn't like that Gunner What's so terribly wrong with a little ambition? Sure, I want Justice Roberts to make me his clerk You get sold off to firms in a Times Square hotel Let the school steer your fate just because it's less work! Vice Dean At the end of the day there's a coup d'etat brewing Students Did this plot get complex in a hurry or what? There's a gunner, there's a dean Yono And there's me! Rick And there's me! Amy He'll be shirtless! Students So much intrigue still to see! So much beer you can buy from Phil Selden! And the ending no one knows... Let's get on with the show!

Chorus 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 anyones giving One more day standing about, what is it for? One day less to be living At the end of the day your 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 And the waves crash on the sand There's a storm to break any second There's a hunger in the land There's a reckoning still to be reckoned And it's gunna be hell to pay At the end of the day Workers At the end of the day, you get nothing for nothing Sitting flat on your butt doesn't buy any bread There are children back at home And the childen have got to be fed And you're lucky to be in a job, and in a bed And we're counting our blessings Whores Have you seen how the foreman is fuming today? With his terrible breath and his wondering hands? Because little Fantine won't give him his way Take a look at his trousers, you'll see where he stands! Chorus At the end of the day there'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 it's back to the crusts on the table We've got to pay our way At the end of the day Whores 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! 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 Be as patient as you can Foreman Now someone say how this began?! Whore 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 Fantine Yes, it's true, there's a child and the child is my daughter And the 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?! Chorus At the end of the day she'll be nothing but trouble And there's trouble for all if there's trouble for one While we're earning our daily bread She's the one with her hands in the butter We must send this slut away Or we're all gunna end in the gutter It's us who have to pay... At the end of the day!

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