Luyện nghe bài hát Master In The House

Come on you old
Fetch a bottle of best
the nectar of the day?

[Thenardier enters a flask of wine.]

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

Gissa a' rum
Landlord, here!

[To Right away, you scum
[To customer] away, M'sieur

My band of
My den of
My jokes, my always pissed as newts.
My of whores
Spend lives in my inn
pigeons homing in
Then fly through my
And money's as good as yours

greets a new customer.]

Welcome,
Sit yourself
And the best
in town
As for the
All of 'em
Rooking their
And cooking the
do you see
Honest men me
A of good intent
Who's to be

Master of the
out the charm
Ready a handshake
And an palm
Tells a saucy
Makes a little
appreciate a bon-viveur
Glad to do a friend a
Doesn't me to be nice
But gets you nothing
has got a little price!

Master of the
of the zoo
Ready to 'em
Of a sou or two
the wine
Making up the
Pickin' up their
When they can't see
loves a landlord
Everybody's bosom
I do pleases Jesus!
Won't I 'em in the end!

& Drinkers:
Master of the
to catch yer eye
Never wants a
To him by
Servant to the
to the great
Comforter, philosopher,
And mate!
Everybody's companion
Everybody's

But up your valises
Jesus! Won't I you to the bone!

[To new customer...]

Enter
Lay your load
Unlace boots
And rest from the
This a ton
a curse
But we strive
To your purse
Here the goose is
Here the fat is
And overlooked
Till I'm

Food beyond
Food beyond
Mix it in a
And it's beef
of a horse
of a cat
Filling up the
this and that

Residents are more welcome
Bridal is occupied
charges
Plus some little on the side!
'em for the lice
Extra for the
Two percent for looking in the twice
a little slice
There a cut
Three percent for with the window shut
When it comes to prices
There are a lot of tricks he
How it all
All those bits and
Jesus! It's how it grows!

Thenardier &
of the house
Quick to yer eye
Never a passerby
To him by
to the poor
Butler to the
Comforter, philosopher,
And mate!
Everybody's boon
Gives 'em he's got

Dirty of geezers
Jesus! What a little lot!

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

Thenardier &
of the house!

Mme.
and a half!

Thenardier &
Comforter,

Mme.
Don't me laugh!

Thenardier &
to the poor
Butler to the

Mme.
Hypocrite and
And inebriate!

Thenardier &
Everybody the landlord!
bless his spouse!

Everybody a glass!

Mme.
Raise it up the ass!

Everybody raise a to the master of the house!