Master Of The House
Sacha Baron Cohen; Helena Bonham Carter; Les Misérables Cast Lyrics
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My dirty jokes, my always pissed as newts
My sons of whores spend there lives in my inn
Homing pigeons homing in
They fly through my doors
And they crawl out on all fours
Welcome, Monsieur, sit yourself down
As for the rest, all of 'em crooks
Rooking their guests and crooking 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
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 chaperon
But lock up your valises
Jesus! Won't I skin you to the bone
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!
(Yes yes oh Santa!)
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 I knows
How it all increases, all them bits and pieces
Jesus! It's amazing how it grows!
(Oh, sorry love. Let's get something done about that)
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 my 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!
Master of the house!
Master and a half!
Comforter, philosopher
Don't make me laugh!
Servant to the poor, butler to the great
Hypocrite and toady and inebriate!
Everybody bless the landlord!
Everybody bless his spouse!
Everybody raise a glass
Raise it up the master's arse
Everybody raise a glass to the Master of the House!
The lyrics of "Master of the House" tell the story of the innkeeper, who takes pride in being the master of his establishment. He boasts about his band of soaks, his den of dissolutes, and his sons of whores, who spend their lives in his inn. The homing pigeons are symbolic of his customers, who come in drunk and leave crawling on all fours. The innkeeper welcomes Monsieur to his establishment, claiming to be the best innkeeper in town. He presents himself as an honest man of good intent who is content to be the master of the house, always ready with a handshake and an open palm.
The song then takes a darker turn as we see the true nature of the innkeeper emerge. He is a cunning businessman who keeps the books crooked and rooks his guests. He enjoys telling dirty jokes and charging his customers for everything, including lice, mice, and even for looking in the mirror twice. He boasts about his ability to skin his customers to the bone and make up prices as he goes along. The innkeeper is a hypocrite, a toady, and an inebriate, who thinks he's quite a lover, but there's not much there. The innkeeper's spouse is also blessed, and everyone raises a glass to the master of the house.
Overall, the song is a satirical portrayal of the innkeeper, who is a manipulator and a cheater with a quick wit and charm that the customers find appealing. The tune is upbeat, and the lyrics are catchy, making it a memorable and fun song to sing along to.
Line by Line Meaning
My band of soaks, my den of dissolutes
My group of drunkards, my gathering of morally corrupt individuals
My dirty jokes, my always pissed as newts
My lewd humor, my constant state of being drunk
My sons of whores spend there lives in my inn
My employees, who are untrustworthy and immoral, work at my inn
Homing pigeons homing in
Customers flock to my inn like homing pigeons
They fly through my doors
Customers eagerly enter my inn
And they crawl out on all fours
Customers leave my inn, drunk and disheveled
Welcome, Monsieur, sit yourself down
Hello, sir, please take a seat
And meet the best innkeeper in town
Meet me, the greatest innkeeper in this area
As for the rest, all of 'em crooks
Other innkeepers are dishonest scoundrels
Rooking their guests and crooking the books
They swindle their customers and falsify their records
Seldom do you see
It's rare to find
Honest men like me
Someone as trustworthy as I am
A gent of good intent
A man who means well
Who's content to be
Who is happy to be
Master of the house, doling out the charm
As the innkeeper, I charm and entertain my guests
Ready with a handshake and an open palm
I greet my guests with a welcoming handshake and offer them my help
Tells a saucy tale, makes a little stir
I share scandalous stories to create excitement and interest
Customers appreciate a bon-viveur
My guests enjoy the company of someone who knows how to live life to the fullest
Glad to do a friend a favor
I'm happy to help out a friend in need
Doesn't cost me to be nice
There's no cost to being friendly
But nothing gets you nothing
You have to give something to get something
Everything has got a little price!
Everything has a cost
Master of the house, keeper of the zoo
As the innkeeper, I'm in charge of a group of unruly and wild individuals
Ready to relieve 'em of a sou or two
I'm always prepared to take a little bit of money from my guests
Watering the wine, making up the weight
I'll cheat my customers by diluting their wine or adding fake weights to cheat them out of their money
Pickin' up their knick-knacks when they can't see straight
I'll steal anything they forget when they're too drunk to notice
Everybody loves a landlord
Everyone enjoys having an innkeeper to take care of them
Everybody's bosom friend
Everyone considers me their close friend
I do whatever pleases Jesus! Won't I bleed 'em in the end
I'll do whatever I want to my guests, and in the end, I'll extort them for all they're worth
Master of the house, quick to catch yer eye
My presence is hard to miss in my own inn
Never wants a passerby to pass him by
I always make sure to draw in anyone who passes by my inn
Servant to the poor, butler to the great
I serve everyone, regardless of their wealth or status
Comforter, philosopher, and lifelong mate
I am there for my guests in every way possible
Everybody's boon companion, everybody's chaperon
I am a friend to everyone who enters my inn and make sure they are safe
But lock up your valises
But be sure to lock away your valuables
Jesus! Won't I skin you to the bone
Because I'll take everything else you have
Food beyond compare. Food beyond belief
The food we serve is amazing and unbelievable
Mix it in a mincer and pretend it's beef
We'll take some questionable meat and try to pass it off as beef
Kidney of a horse, liver of a cat
We're not picky about the ingredients we use for our dishes
Filling up the sausages with this and that
We'll add any leftover scraps to our sausage mixture
Residents are more than welcome
Guests can stay with us for as long as they please
Bridal suite is occupied
Our best room is currently taken by newlyweds
Reasonable charges
We charge reasonable prices for our services
Plus some little extras on the side! (Yes yes oh Santa!)
Plus some other charges we can tack on for extra profit (with a sarcastic Santa reference)
Charge 'em for the lice, extra for the mice
We'll charge guests for anything they come across in our inn, like vermin
Two percent for looking in the mirror twice
We'll even charge guests for looking in our mirrors more than once
Here a little slice, there a little cut
We'll add small charges here and there for anything we can think of
Three percent for sleeping with the window shut
We'll even charge guests for things they can't control, like whether or not they close a window
When it comes to fixing prices
When it comes to setting the prices
There are a lot of tricks I knows
I know a lot of ways to trick my guests into paying more
How it all increases, all them bits and pieces
And all of these little charges add up to an absurdly high cost
Jesus! It's amazing how it grows!
It's incredible how much money we can make off these small charges
I used to dream that I would meet a prince
I once had high hopes of finding a wealthy and noble husband
But God Almighty, have you seen what's happened since?
But look at where I am now!
Master of the house? Isn't worth my spit!
The innkeeper? He's not even worth my saliva
Comforter, philosopher, and lifelong shit!
He thinks he's so wise and helpful, but really he's just an idiot
Cunning little brain, regular Voltaire
He thinks he's so clever, like Voltaire
Thinks he's quite a lover but there's not much there
He thinks he's a great lover, but he's really not impressive
What a cruel trick of nature landed me with such a louse
Why did I have to end up with such a terrible husband?
God knows how I've lasted living with this bastard in the house!
I don't know how I've been able to stand living with him for so long!
Master of the house!
The innkeeper!
Master and a half!
The innkeeper who thinks he's important!
Comforter, philosopher
The supposed wise and helpful innkeeper
Don't make me laugh!
He's a joke!
Servant to the poor, butler to the great
He serves everyone, regardless of their status
Hypocrite and toady and inebriate!
But he's really just a hypocrite, a servant, and a drunk!
Everybody bless the landlord!
Everyone praises the innkeeper!
Everybody bless his spouse!
Everyone praises his wife!
Everybody raise a glass
Everyone, let's all cheers!
Raise it up the master's arse
Let's stick it to the innkeeper!
Everybody raise a glass to the Master of the House!
Cheers to the innkeeper!
Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: ALAIN ALBERT BOUBLIL, CLAUDE MICHEL SCHONBERG, HERBERT KRETZMER, JEAN MARC NATEL
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@ritaclay7309
He is multi talented. Can sing, act, comedy, serious drama.
@jjturner4424
I think this was the only scene that really translated well, in hindsight. They let Sacha Baron Cohen and Helen Bonham Carter play their roles as they were in the play, only with French accents as opposed to Cockney.
@Xfade81
But it's a french book and a french play...
@rayaspinall2894
‘Guv’na starts orf wivva cockney, ven ‘ee gives ova to le parlais vous
@maniacpixiedreamgirl3195
this was the only comedic relief in the whole movie
@michaelachurch4463
the best scene in the movie......
@lizakobrinskaya8869
Helena 😻🙏
@dancarpentieri7762
It's nice
@angelserenade
"ooh Santa!"
@pamelaboyd1384
Hope you get to see Matt Lucas and Katy Secomb in these roles!!!