Les Miserables Song Lyrics (I own nothing)

Master in the House

Master in the House - I have no idea

Welcome M'sier

Sit yourself down

And meet the best Innkeeper in town

As for the rest

All of them crooks

Rooking the guests

And cooking the books

Seldom do you see

Honest men like mester

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 my friends a favor

Doesn't cost me to be nice

but nothing gets you nothing Ever

I bleed them in the end!

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

But lock up your valises Jesus!

Won't I skin ya to the bone!

Enter M'sieur

Lay down yer load

Unlace yer boots

And rest from the road

This weighs a ton

Travel's a curse

But here we strive

To lighten your purse

Here the goose is cooked

Here the fat is fried

And nothing's overlooked

Till I'm satisfied

Food beyond compare

Food beyond belief

Mix it in a mincer

And pretend it's beef

Kidney of a horse

Liver of a cat

Filling up the sausages

With this and that

Residents are more than welcome

Bridal suite is occupied

Reasonable charges plus some little extra on the side

Charge them for the lice

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Extra for the mice

Two per cent for looking in the mirror twice

Here a little slice

There a little cut

Three percent for sleeping with the window shut

When it comes to fixing prices

There are lots of tricks to know

How it all increases

All them bits and pieces Jesus!

It's amazing how it grows

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

Gives them everything he's got

Dirty bunch of greezers Jesus!

What a sorry little lot!

I used to dream

That I would meet a prince

But God Almighty,

Have you seen what's happened since?

'Master of the house?'

Isn't worth me spit!

'Comforter, philosopher'

- and lifelong shit!

Cunning little brain

Regular Voltaire

Thinks he's quite a lover

But there's not much there

What a cruel trick of nature

Landed me with such a louse

God knows how I've lasted

Living with this bastard in the house

Master of the house.

Master and a half!

Comforter, philosopher

Ah, don't make me laugh!

Servant to the poor. Butler to the great.

Hypocrite and toady and inebriate!

Everybody bless the landlord!

Everybody bless his spouse!

Everybody raise a glass

Raise it up the master's arse.

Everybody raise a glass to the master of the house!