Upon These Stones (Building The Barricade)

Here upon these stones
 We will build our barricade
 In the heart of the city
 We claim as our own!
 Each man to his duty
 And don't be afraid.
 Wait! I will need a report
 On the strength of the foe.
 I can find out the truth
 I know their ways
 Fought their wars
 Served my time
 In the days
 Of my youth!
 Now the people will fight
 And so they might
 Dogs will bark
 Fleas will bite.
 They will do what is right
 Hey little boy, what's this I see?
 God Eponine, the things you do!
 I know this is no place for me
 Still I would rather be with you.
 Get out before the trouble starts
 Get out, 'Ponine, you might get shot
 I got you worried, now I have
 That shows you like me quite a lot
 There is a way that you can help
 You are the answer to a prayer
 Please take this letter to Cosette
 And pray to God that she's still there!
 Little you know...
 Little you care!