Please sir, I want some more
What?
Please sir, I want some, more?
More?
Catch him
Snatch him
Hold him
Scold him
Pounce him, trounce him, pick him up and bounce him
Wait!
Before we put the lad to task, may I be so curious as to ask his name?
Oliver
Oliver, Oliver
Never before has a boy wanted more
Oliver, Oliver
He won't ask for more when he knows what's in store
There is a dark, thin winding stairway without any banister
Which we'll throw him down and feed him on cockroaches served in a canister
Oliver, Oliver
What will he do when he's turned black and blue?
He will curse the day somebody named him Oliver
Oliver, Oliver
Never before has a boy wanted more
Oliver, Oliver
He won't ask for more when he knows what's in store
There's a sooty chimney long up and due for a sweeping out
Which we'll push him up and one day with a rat and its creeping out
Oliver, Oliver
What will he do in this terrible stew?
He will rue the day somebody named him Oliver