Luyện nghe bài hát Master In The House

Come on you old
Fetch a bottle of your
What's the of the day?

enters with a flask of wine.]

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

Gissa a' rum
Landlord, here!

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

My of soaks
My den of
My jokes, my always pissed as newts.
My of whores
Spend their in my inn
Homing pigeons in
fly through my doors
And money's as good as yours

[Thenardier a new customer.]

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

Master of the
Doling out the
Ready with a
And an palm
Tells a tale
a little stir
Customers appreciate a
to do a friend a favor
Doesn't 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 their
they can't see straight
Everybody a landlord
bosom friend
I do pleases Jesus!
Won't I 'em in the end!

& Drinkers:
Master of the
Quick to yer eye
wants a passerby
To him by
Servant to the
Butler to the
Comforter, philosopher,
And mate!
Everybody's boon
chaperone

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

[To new customer...]

M'sieur
Lay down your
Unlace your
And rest from the
This a ton
Travel's a
But we strive
To lighten your
the goose is cooked
Here the fat is
And nothing's
I'm satisfied

Food compare
Food belief
Mix it in a
And pretend beef
of a horse
of a cat
Filling up the
this and that

Residents are than welcome
Bridal is occupied
charges
Plus some little on the side!
'em for the lice
Extra for the
Two percent for in the mirror twice
Here a little
a little cut
Three percent for sleeping the window shut
When it to fixing prices
are a lot of tricks he knows
How it all
All those and pieces
Jesus! It's how it grows!

& 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 companion
'em everything he's 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 brain
Regular
Thinks he's quite a
But there's not much
What a cruel trick of
Landed me such a louse
God knows how lasted
Living with this in the house!

Thenardier &
of the house!

Mme.
and a half!

Thenardier &
Comforter,

Mme.
make 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!