Now, you remember, you little worm, the front door/
There.
Hurry!
Look above you.
Who is it? Who's there?
Rufus, Dragon, come down.
Seize him!
Seize him! Good dogs.
Why worry, my dear? He always turns up.
Maybe he has taken Oliver back to my place.
- He said he was coming straight here. - Then that is what he will do.
Everything all right, Bill?
No, it's not, Fagin.
The little brat woke them up. We had to run for it.
- Anybody see you? - No.
I'll put the boy to bed. I'll be back.
Wait!
Put him back.
Bullseye?
Bullseye, watch him.
Go on, watch him.
Sit!
Oom-pah-pah, Oom-pah-pah That's how it goes
Oom-pah-pah, Oom-pah-pah Everyone knows
They all suppose what they want to suppose
When they hear Oom-pah-pah
When they hear Oom-pah-pah
Oom-pah-pah, Oom-pah-pah
There's a little ditty they're singing in the city
Especially when they've been on the gin or the beer
If you've got the patience your own imaginations
Will tell you just exactly what you want to hear
Oom-pah-pah, Oom-pah-pah That's how it goes
Oom-pah-pah, Oom-pah-pah Everyone knows
They all suppose what they want to suppose
When they hear Oom-pah-pah
Mr. Percy Snodgrass would often have the odd glass
But never when he thought anybody could see
Secretly he'd buy it and drink it on the quiet
And dream he was an earl with a girl on each knee
Oom-pah-pah, Oom-pah-pah That's how it goes
Oom-pah-pah, Oom-pah-pah Everyone knows
What is the cause of his red shiny nose
Could it be oom-pah-pah
What is the cause of his red shiny nose
Could it be oom-pah-pah
Pretty little Sally goes walking down the alley
Displays her pretty ankles for all of the men
They can see her garters but not for free and gratis
An inch or two and then she knows when to say when
Oom-pah-pah, Oom-pah-pah That's how it goes
Oom-pah-pah, Oom-pah-pah Everyone knows
Whether it's hidden or whether it shows
It's the same oom-pah-pah
She was from the country but now she's up a gum tree
She let the fella feed her then lead her along
What's the good of crying She's made her bed to lie in
She's glad to bring the coin in and join in this song
Oom-pah-pah, Oom-pah-pah That's how it goes
Oom-pah-pah, Oom-pah-pah Everyone knows
She is no longer the same blushing rose
Ever since oom-pah-pah
There's a little ditty they're singing in the city
Especially when they've been on the gin or the beer
If you've got the patience your own imaginations
Will tell you just exactly what you want to hear
Careful, Bill, please. No violence!