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Alfred Pennyworth - Goodnight Master Wayne Lyrics

Alfred: Goodnight... Goodnight...
I'll tuck you in, goodnight
I'll kiss your cheek
Soon you will sleep
Now close your eyes, goodnight

Bruce: Er, Alfred?

Alfred: Yes master Wayne?

Bruce: Can I have my knife?

Alfred: Your knife?

Bruce: My knife, takes lives!
It helps me to survive!
I love it so, and you must know
I'd even be inclined
To moan and groan and cry and weep
I couldn't sleep by counting sheep
To have to sleep, oh Alfred, don't make me sleep without my aged knife!

Thanks!

Alfred: Goodnight, Goodnight...
The lights are off, goodnight
I'll fluff your sheets
Soon you will sleep
Now close your eyes, goodnight
Bruce: Um, Alfred?

Alfred: Hmm?

Bruce: Can I have my other knife?

Alfred: Your... other knife?

Bruce: I baked, a cake!
But I'm not allowed to take
My aged knife, to cut a slice
So my heart would fall down flat
It would yearn and ache and then it'd break
My tears would soak the birthday cake
The earth would quake, oh Alfred, please, I'd lie awake without my palette knife!

Alfred: Goodnight... Goodnight...
It's really late, good...

Bruce: Alfio! Don't go!
I need my disc of the show!
I love it so, and you must know
The episodes won't flow

Alfred: Goodnight, goodnight
I'll tuck you up, goodnight...
Bruce: My life, my wife, my prehistoric knife

Alfred: You don't have a wife

Bruce: I love her so, and you must know

Alfred: Soon you will sleep
Now close your eyes, goodnight

Bruce: My song, my gong, my prototype ping-pong
My prototype ping-pong

Alfred: I'll tuck you in, Goodnight

Bruce: My sweets

Alfred: Goodnight... Goodnight...

Bruce: My house

Alfred: Alfred: Goodnight, Goodnight

Bruce: My shirt that's not a blouse!

Alfred: I'll kiss your cheek
Bruce: My auction bid

Alfred: Soon you will sleep

Bruce: My purple black!

Alfred: Now close your eyes

Bruce: I keep them all in my bat-sack!

Alfred: Goodnight, goodnight

Bruce: I need them to prevent world's end

Alfred: I'll kiss your cheek so you can sleep

Bruce: They're my tools I use to mend

Alfred: Now close your eyes

Bruce: Oh, Alfred, don't make me sleep without my crucial...

Alfred: Goodnight, goodnight, goodnight, goodnight, good...

Bruce: ...Trends

Alfred: Goodnight, Master Wayne

(Bruce is under a pile of things)

Bruce: Goodnight! ...Wait, I need some fire water!