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Master Of The House
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Drinkers Come on you old pest Fetch a bottle of your best What's the nectar of the day? (Thenardier enters with a flask of wine.) Thenardier Here, try this lot Guaranteed to hit the spot Or I'm not Thenardier Drinkers Gissa glass a' rum Landlord, over here! Thenardier (To himself) Right away, you scum (To customer) Right away, M'sieur Drinkers God this place has gone to hell So you tell me every year Mine host Thenardier He was there so they say, At the field of Waterloo Got there, it's true When the fight was all through But he knew just what to do Crawling through the mud So I've heard it said Picking through the pockets Of the English dead He made a tidy score From the spoils of war Thenardier My band of soaks My den of dissolutes My dirty jokes, my always pissed as newts. My sons of whores Spent their lives in my inn Homing pigeons homing in Then fly through my doors And their money's as good as yours Drinkers Ain't got a clue What he put in this stew Must have scraped it off the street God what a wine! Chateau Neuf de Turpentine Must have pressed it with his feet Landlord over here! Where's the bloody man? One more for the road! Thenardier, one more slug o' gin. Just one more, or my old man is gonna do me in. (Thenardier greets a new customer.) Thenardier Welcome, M'sieur Sit yourself down And meet the best Innkeeper in town As for the rest All of 'em crooks Rooking their guests And cooking the books Seldom do you see Honest men like me A gent of good intent Who's content to be Master of the house Doling out the charm Ready with a handshake And an open palm Tells a saucy tale Makes a little stir Customers appreciate a bon-viveur Glad to do a friend a favor Doesn't cost me to be nice But nothing gets you nothing Everything has got a little price! Master of the house Keeper of the zoo Ready to relieve 'em Of a sou or two Watering the wine Making up the weight Pickin' up their knick-knacks When they can't see straight Everybody loves a landlord Everybody's bosom friend I do whatever pleases Jesus! Won't I bleed 'em in the end! Thenardier & Drinkers Master of the house Quick to catch yer eye Never wants a passerby To pass him by Servant to the poor Butler to the great Comforter, philosopher, And lifelong mate! Everybody's boon companion Everybody's chaperone

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