Lyric for master in the house

From Les miserables

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 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 nothing

Ev´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

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.