Oliver!

Oliver! - Alem

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 crious as to ask

His name

Oliver

Oliver Oliver

Never beofre has a boy wanted more

Oliver Oliver

He won't ask for more

When he knows what's in store

There's a dar thin winding stairway witout an bannister

While we'll throw him down

And feed him on cockrouches 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 overdue for a sweeping out

Which we'll push him up

And one day next year with the rats

He'll be creeping out

Oliver Oliver

What will he do in this terrible stew

He will rue the day somebody name him

Oliver