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Oliver! Lyrics

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Oliver : Oliver! Lyrics

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[MR. BUMBLE]
For what you are about to receive
May the lord make you truly thankful.

[BOYS]
Amen

[OLIVER]
[spoken] Please, Sir, I want some more.

[MR. BUMBLE]
[spoken] What?!

[OLIVER]
[spoken] Please, Sir, I want some more.

[MR. BUMBLE]
[spoken] More!?

[WIDOW CORNEY]
Catch him!

[MR. BUMBLE]
Snatch him!

[WIDOW CORNEY]
Hold him!

[MR. BUMBLE]
Scold him!

[WIDOW CORNEY]
Pounce him!
Trounce him!
Pick him up and bounce him!

[MR. BUMBLE]
Wait!
Before we put the lad to task
May I be so crious as to ask
His name?

[BOYS (whispering)]
O-li-ver.

[WIDOW CORNEY AND MR. BUMBLE]
Oliver! Oliver!

[MR. BUMBLE]
Never beofre has a boy wanted more!

[MR. BUMBLE AND WIDOW CORNEY]
Oliver! Oliver!

[WIDOW CORNEY]
Won't ask for more whne he knows what's in store.

[MR. BUMBLE]
There a dar, thin, winding stairway
Witout an bannister
Whil we'll throuwhim down, and feed him on
Cockrouches served in a canister

[ALL]
Oliver! Oliver!

MR. BUMBLE
What will he do when he's turned black and blue?
He will curse the day
Somebody named him

[ALL]
O-li-ver!

[MR. BUMBLE]
Oliver! Oliver!
Never before has a boy wanted more!
Oliver! Oliver!

[WIDOW CORNEY]
Won't ask for more
When he knows what's in store.

[MR. BUMBLE]
There's a sooty chimney
Long overdue for a sweeping out
Which we'll push him up,
And one day next year with the rats he'll be creeping out.

[ALL]
Oliver! Oliver!

[MR. BUMBLE]
What will her do?
In this terrible stew?
He will rue the day somebody name him...

[ALL AND WIDOW CORNEY]
O-li-ver!

[GOVERNORS]
Oliver!
Oliver!
Never before has a boy asked for more
Oliver!
Oliver!

[CHAIRMAN]
Pray some decorum restore, I implore...
Let us face this case, it's
Unpreedented, qute utterly.

[GOVERNORS]
He's disgraced this place.

[LARGE GOVERNOR]
Encouraging others to swallow in gluttony.

[ALL]
Oliver!...Oliver!
Lock him in jail
And then put him on sale,
For the highest bid
Glad to be rid
Of
O-li-ver!

[WIDOW CORNEY (spoken)]
Lock him up!
Collect his belongings then bring him back to me
when you've done.
To bed, all of you!