Les Miserables - Master In The House Lyrics
Welcome MґsierSit yourself downAnd meet the bestInnkeeper in townAs for the restAll of them crooksRooking the guestsAnd cooking the booksSeldom do you seeHonest men like meA gent of good intentWhoґs content to beMaster of the HouseSolding out the charmReady with a handshakeAnd an open palmTells a saucy taleMakes a little stirCustomers appreciate a bon viveur!Glad to do my friends a favourDoesnґt cost me to be niceBut nothing gets you nothingEvґrything has got a little priceMaster of the HouseKeeper of the zooReady relieve them of a sou, or twoWatering the wine making up the weightPicking up their knick-knacksWhen they canґt see strainghtEverybody loves a landlordEverybodyґs bosom friendI do whatever pleases Jesus donґtI bleed them in the end!Master of the HouseQuick to catch yer eyeNever wants a passer byTo pass him byServant to the poorButler to the greatComforter, philosopherAnd lifelong mateEverybodyґs boon companionEverybodyґs chaperoneBut look up your valises Jesus!Wonґt I skin yer to the bone!Enter MґsieurLay down yer loadUnlace yer bootsAnd rest from the roadThis weighs a tonTravelґs a curseBut here we striveTo lighten your purseHere the goose is cookedHere the fat is friendAnd nothingґs overlookedTill Iґm satisfiedFood beyond compareFood beyond beliefMix it in a mincerAnd pretend itґs beefKidney of a horseLiver of a catFilling up the sausagesWith this and thatResidents are more than welcomeBridal suite is ocupiedReasonable chargesPlus some little extra on the sideCharge them for the niceExtra for the miceTwo per cent for looking in the mirror twiceHere a little sluceThere a litlle cutThree per cent for sleeping with the window shutWhen it comes to fixing pricesThere are lots of tricks to knowHow it all increasesAll them bits and pieces Jesus!Itґs amazing how it growsMaster of the HouseQuick to catch yer eyeNever wants a passer byTo pass him byServant to the poorButtler to the greatComforter, philosopherAnd lifelong mateEverybodyґs boon companionGives them everything heґs gotDirty bunch of greezers Jesus!What a sorry little lot!Bring ihn heimHerr mein Gott,Hцr mein FlehґnSteh mir bei,LaЯ kein Unrecht geschehґn.Er ist jung,LaЯ ihn ziehґn.Hilf ihm auf,Segne ihn.Bring ihn heim.Bring ihn heim.Bring ihn heim.Er rьhrt mich wie mein eigner Sohn,Hдtt Gott mir einen Sohn gewдhrt.Die Sommer fliehґn,UnbeschwertVerfliegen sieUm mich her,Und ich bin altUnd bleib nicht mehr.LaЯ ihn blьhґn,Liebesblind.Segne ihn,Er ist fast noch ein Kind.Herr, du nimmst,Herr, du gibst,Doch du schьtztDie du liebst.Meinen Leib gebґich hin,LaЯ ihn ziehґn, bring ihn heim,Bring ihn heim,Bring ihn heim.Bring him homeGod on high, hear my prayer.In my needYou have always been there.He is young.Heґs afraid.Let him rest.Heaven blessed.Bring him homeBring him homeBring him peaceBring him joyHe is youngHe is only a boyYou can takeYou can giveLet him beLet him liveIf I dieLet me dieLet him home.Heґs like the son I might have knownIf God had granted me a son.The summer die,One by one.How soon they fly,On and on.And I am oldAnd will be goneBring him liveBring him homeBring him homeBring him home.
