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Castle on a Cloud | Master of the House | Well Scene | The Thenardier Waltz of Treachery | Look Down

Castle on a Cloud

Young Cosette
There is a castle on a cloud,
I like to go there in my sleep,
Aren't any floors for me to sweep,
Not in my castle on a cloud.

There is a room that's full of toys,
There are a hundred boys and girls,
Nobody shouts or talks too loud,
Not in my castle on a cloud.

There is a lady all in white,
Holds me and sings a lullaby,
She's nice to see and she's soft to touch,
She says "Cosette, I love you very much."

I know a place where no one's lost,
I know a place where no one cries,
Crying at all is not allowed,
Not in my castle on a cloud.

Oh help! I think I hear them now,
and I'm nowhere near finished sweeping and
scrubbing and polishing the floor.
Oh, it's her! It's Madame!

Mme. Thénardier
Now look who's here
The little madam herself!
Pretending once again she's been `so awfully good,'
Better not let me catch you slacking
Better not catch my eye!
Ten rotten francs your mother sends me
What is that going to buy?
Now take that pail
My little `Mademoiselle'
And go and draw some water from the well!

We should never have taken you in in the first place
How stupid the things that we do!
Like mother like daughter, the scum of the street.
Eponine, come my dear, Eponine, let me see you
You look very well in that new little blue hat
There's some little girls who know how to behave
And they know what to wear
And I'm saying thank heaven for that.

Still there Cosette?
Your tears will do you no good!
I told you fetch some water from the well in the wood!

Young Cosette
Please do not send me out alone
Not in the darkness on my own!

Mme. Thénardier
Enough of that, or I'll forget to be nice!
You heard me ask for something,
And I never ask twice!

Master of the House

Drinkers
3 Come on you old pest
2 Fetch a bottle of your best
1 What's the nectar of the day?

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

Drinkers
Gissa glass a rum
Landlord, over here!

Thénardier
Right away, you scum (to himself)
Right away, m'sieur (to customer)

Diners
1 God this place has gone to hell
2 So you tell me every year

Drinkers
6 Mine host Thénardier
He was there so they say,
At the field of Waterloo
7 Got there, it's true
When the fight was all through
1 But he knew just what to do
Crawling through the mud
So I've heard it said
Picking through the pockets
Of the English dead
8 He made a tidy score
From the spoils of war

Thénardier
My band of soaks
My den of dissolutes
My dirty jokes, my always pissed as newts.
My sons of whores
Spent their lives in my inn
Homing pigeons homing in
They fly through my doors
And their money's as good as yours

Wife
Don't have a clue
what he put into this stew,
must've scraped it off the street.

Husband
God, what a wine
Chateau Neuf de Turpentine, must've pressed it with his feet

Wife
Where's the wretched man?

Husband
Landlord, over here!

Drinkers
One more for the road!
Thénardier, one more slug o' gin.

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

Thénardier
Welcome, M'sieur
Sit yourself down
And meet the best
Innkeeper in town
As for the rest,
All of 'em crooks
Rooking their 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
Doling 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 a friend a favor
Doesn't cost me to be nice
But nothing gets you nothing
Everything has got a little price!

Master of the house
Keeper of the zoo
Ready to relieve 'em
Of a sou or two
Watering the wine
Making up the weight
Pickin' up their knick-knacks
When they can't see straight
Everybody loves a landlord
Everybody's bosom friend
I do whatever pleases
Jesus! Won't I bleed 'em in the end!

Thénardier & Drinkers
Master of the house
Quick to catch yer eye
Never wants a passerby
To pass him by
Servant to the poor
Butler to the great
Comforter, philosopher,
And lifelong mate!
Everybody's boon companion
Everybody's chaperone

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

Enter M'sieur
Lay down your load
Unlace your 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 fried
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 occupied
Reasonable charges
Plus some little extras on the side!

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

Thénardier & Chorus
Master of the house
Quick to catch yer eye
Never wants a passerby
To pass him by
Servant to the poor
Butler to the great
Comforter, philosopher,
And lifelong mate!
Everybody's boon companion
Gives 'em everything he's got

Thénardier
Dirty bunch of geezers
Jesus! What a sorry little lot!

Mme. Thénardier
I used to dream
That I would meet a prince
But God Almighty,
Have you seen what's happened since?
`Master of the house?'
Isn't worth me spit!
`Comforter, philosopher'
- and lifelong shit!
Cunning little brain
Regular Voltaire
Thinks he's quite a lover
But there's not much there
What a cruel trick of nature
Landed me with such a louse
God knows how I've lasted
Living with this bastard in the house!

Thénardier & Drinkers
Master of the house!

Mme. Thénardier
Master and a half!

Thénardier & Drinkers
Comforter, philosopher

Mme. Thénardier
Ah, don't make me laugh!

Thénardier & Drinkers
Servant to the poor. Butler to the great.

Mme. Thénardier
Hypocrite and toady and inebriate!

Thénardier & Drinkers
Everybody bless the landlord!

Everybody bless his spouse!

Thénardier
Everybody raise a glass

Mme. Thénardier
Raise it up the master's ass!

All
Everybody raise a glass to the master of the house!

The Well Scene

Valjean
Hush now
Do not be afraid of me
Don't cry
Show me where you live
Tell me, my child, what is your name?
Cosette
I'm called Cosette

The Thenardier Waltz of Treachery

Valjean
I found her wandering in the wood
This little child, I found her trembling in the shadows
And I am here to help Cosette
And I will settle any debt you may think proper
I will pay what I must pay
To take Cosette away.
There is a duty I must heed,
There is a promise I have made
For I was blind to one in need
I did not see what stood before me
Now her mother is with God
Fantine's suffering is over
And I speak here with her voice
And I stand here in her place
And from this day and evermore
Mme. Thénardier Let me have your coat, M'sieur
Valjean
Cosette shall live in my protection
Thénardier
You are very welcome here
Valjean
I will not forsake my vow
Thénardier
Take a glass
Mme. Thénardier
Take a chair
Valjean
Cosette shall have a father now!

Thénardier
What to do? What to say?
Shall you carry our treasure away?
What a gem! What a pearl!
Beyond rubies is our little girl!
How can we speak of debt?
Let's not haggle for darling Cosette!

Dear Fantine, gone to rest...
Have we done for her child what is best?
Shared our bread. Shared each bone.
Treated her like she's one of our own!
Like our own, Monsieur!

Valjean
Your feelings do you credit, sir
And I will ease the parting blow

Let us not talk of bargains or bones or greed
Now, may I say, we are agreed?

Mme. Thénardier
That would quite fit the bill
If she hadn't so often been ill
Little dear, cost us dear
Medicines are expensive, M'sieur
Not that we begrudged a sou
It's no more than we Christians must do!

M. and Mme. Thénardier
One thing more, one small doubt
There are treacherous people about
No offense. Please reflect.
Your intentions may not be correct?

Valjean
No more words. Here's your price.
Fifteen hundred for your sacrifice.
Come, Cosette, say goodbye
Let us seek out some friendlier sky.
Thank you both for Cosette
It won't take you too long to forget.

Come, Cosette, come, my dear
From now on I will always be here
Where I go, you will be.
Cosette:
Will there be castles and children to see?
Valjean:
Yes, Cosette, yes, it's true.
There's a castle just waiting for you.

Look Down

Beggars
Look down and see the beggars at your feet
Look down and show some mercy if you can
Look down and see
The sweepings of the street
Look down, look down,
Upon your fellow man!

Gavroche
How do you do? My name's Gavroche.
These are my people. Here's my patch.
Not much to look at, nothing posh
Nothing that you'd call up to scratch.
This is my school, my high society
Here in the slums of Saint Michele
We live on crumbs of humble piety
Tough on the teeth, but what the hell!
Think you're poor?
Think you're free?
Follow me! Follow me!

Beggars
Look down and show some mercy if you can
Look down, look down, upon your fellow man

Old Beggar Woman
What you think yer at?
Hanging round me pitch?
If you're new around here, girl
You've got a lot to learn!

Young Prostitute
Listen you old bat...
Crazy bloody witch...
'Least I give me customers
Some pleasure in return!

Old Beggar Woman
I know what you give!
Give 'em all the pox!
Spread around your poison
Till they end up in a box.

Pimp
Leave the poor old cow,
Move it, Madeleine.
She used to be no better
Till the clap got to her brain.

Poor
When's it gonna end?
When we gonna live?
Something's gotta happen now or
Something's gonna give
It'll come, it'll come, it'll come
It'll come, it'll come, it'll come

Enjolras
Where the leaders of the land?
Where are the swells who run this show?
Marius
Only one man - and that's Lamarque
Speaks for these people here below.

Beggars
See our children fed
Help us in our shame
Something for a crust of bread
In Holy Jesus' name
Urchin
In the Lord's Holy name.
Beggars
In his name, in his name, in his name...

Marius
Lamarque is ill and fading fast!
Won't last the week out, so they say.

Enjolras
With all the anger in the land
How long before the judgement day?
Before we cut the fat ones down to size?
Before the barricades arise?

Gavroche
Watch out for old Thénardier
All of his family's on the make
Once ran a hash-house down the way
Bit of a swine and no mistake
He's got a gang
The bleeding layabout
Even his daughter does her share
That's Eponine, she knows her way about
Only a kid, but hard to scare
Do we care?
Not a cuss
Long live us.
Long live us!

Beggars
Look down and show some mercy if you can
Look down, look down upon your fellow man!


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