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DRINKER
on you old pest

TWO
Fetch a bottle of your

ONE
What's the nectar of the

(Thenardier with a flask of wine)

Here, try lot
to hit the spot
Or I'm not

Gissa a rum
Landlord, here!

Right away, you (to himself)
Right away, (to customer)

ONE
God this place has to hell

TWO
So you tell me year

SIX
Mine Thenardier
He was there so say,
At the field of

SEVEN
Got there, it's
When the was all through

ONE
But he just what to do
Crawling the mud
So heard it said
Picking through the
Of the dead

EIGHT
He made a tidy
the spoils of war

My of soaks
My den of
My dirty jokes, my always as newts.
My sons of
their lives in my inn
Homing homing in
They fly through my
And their money's as as yours

ONE
Ain't got a
What he put in this
Must scraped it off the street

TWO
God a wine!
Chateau Neuf de
have pressed it with his feet

Landlord here!
the bloody man?
One for the road!
Thenardier, one slug o' gin.

Just one more, or my old man is do me in.

(Thenardier a new customer)

Welcome,
Sit down
And the best
Innkeeper in
As for the rest,
All of 'em
their guests
And the books.
do you see
Honest men me
A of good intent
Who's to be

Master of the
Doling out the
with a handshake
And an open
a saucy tale
Makes a stir
Customers appreciate a
Glad to do a friend a
cost me to be nice
But nothing you nothing
Everything has got a price!

Master of the
of the zoo
Ready to 'em
Of a sou or two
Watering the
up the weight
Pickin' up knick-knacks
When they see straight
Everybody a landlord
Everybody's friend
I do whatever
Jesus! I bleed 'em in the end!

& CHORUS
Master of the
to catch yer eye
Never a passerby
To him by
Servant to the
Butler to the
Comforter, philosopher,
And mate!
Everybody's boon
Everybody's

But up your valises
Jesus! I skin you to the bone!

(To new customer)

Enter
Lay down your
Unlace boots
And rest from the

(Taking his bag)

This a ton
a curse
But we strive
To your purse
Here the is cooked
the fat is fried
And nothing's
I'm satisfied...

Food beyond
beyond belief
Mix it in a
And pretend beef
Kidney of a
of a cat
Filling up the
With and that

Residents are more welcome
Bridal is occupied
charges
Plus little extras on the side!

'em for the lice
Extra for the
Two percent for looking in the mirror
Here a slice
a little cut
Three percent for sleeping with the shut
When it to fixing prices
There are a lot of tricks he
How it all
All those bits and
Jesus! It's how it grows!

AND CHORUS
Master of the
Quick to yer eye
wants a passerby
To him by
to the poor
Butler to the
Comforter, philosopher,
And mate!
Everybody's boon
Gives 'em everything got

Dirty of geezers
Jesus! What a sorry lot!

MME.
I used to
That I would a prince
But God Almighty,
Have you seen what's since?
of the house?'
Isn't me spit!
`Comforter,
- and shit!
Cunning little
Voltaire
Thinks he's a lover
But there's not there
What a cruel of nature
Landed me with a louse
God knows how I've
Living this bastard in the house!

THENARDIER &
of the house.

MME.
and a half!

THENARDIER &
Comforter,

MME.
Ah, don't me laugh!

& CHORUS
Servant to the poor. to the great.

MME.
Hypocrite and and inebriate!

THENARDIER &
bless the landlord!
Everybody his spouse!

Everybody raise a

MME.
it up the master's arse.

ALL
Everybody a glass to the master of the house!