Oliver!

Please, Sir, I want some more
What?!
Please, Sir, I want some more
More!?

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 & MR. BUMBLE
Oliver! Oliver!

MR. BUMBLE
Never beofre has a boy wanted more!

MR. BUMBLE & 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!