Les Miserables Master in the House Lyrics:
Welcome M´sier
Sit yourself down
And meet the
bestInnkeeper in
town
As for the rest
All of them crooks
Rooking the 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
Solding 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 favour
Doesn´t cost me to be nice
but nothing gets you
nothingEv´rything has
got a little price
Master of the House
Keeper of the zoo
Ready relieve them of
a sou, or two
Watering the wine
making up the weight
Picking up their knick-knacks
When they can´t see strainght
Everybody loves a landlord
Everybody´s bosom friend
I do whatever
pleases Jesus don´t
I bleed them in the end!
Master of the House
Quick to catch yer eye
Never wants a passer by
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 look up your valises Jesus!
Won´t I skin yer 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 friend
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 ocupied
Reasonable
chargesPlus some
little extra on the
side
Charge them for the nice
Extra for the mice
[ Find more Lyrics on www.mp3lyrics.org/fNB ]Two per cent for
looking in the mirror
twice
Here a little sluce
There a litlle cut
Three per cent 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 passer by
To pass him by
Servant to the poor
Buttler 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!
Bring ihn heim
Herr mein Gott,
hör mein Fleh´n
Steh mir bei,
laß kein
Unrecht gescheh´n.
Er ist jung,
laß ihn zieh´n.
Hilf ihm auf,
segne ihn.
Bring ihn heim.
Bring ihn heim.
Bring ihn heim.
Er rührt mich wie
mein eigner Sohn,
hätt Gott mir
einen Sohn
gewährt.
Die Sommer flieh´n,
unbeschwert
verfliegen sie
um mich her,
und ich bin alt
und bleib nicht mehr.
Laß ihn blüh´n,
liebesblind.
Segne ihn,
er ist fast noch ein Kind.
Herr, du nimmst,
Herr, du gibst,
doch du schützt
die du liebst.
Meinen Leib geb´ich hin,
laß ihn zieh´n,
bring ihn heim,
bring ihn heim,
bring ihn heim.
Bring him home
God on high, hear my
prayer.In my need
You have always been there.
He is young.He´s afraid.
Let him rest.
Heaven blessed.
Bring him home
Bring him home
Bring him peace
Bring him joy
He is young
He is only a boy
You can take
You can give
Let him beLet him live
If I die
Let me die
Let him home.
He´s like the son I
might have known
If God had granted me a son.
The summer die,One by one.
How soon they fly,
on and on.
And I am old
And will be gone
Bring him live
Bring him home
Bring him home
Bring him home.
Lyrics: Master in the House, Les Miserables [end]