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sweeney todd the demon barber of fl - a little priest (by helena bonham carter & johnny depp) lyrics

mrs. lovett:
th at’s all very well, but what are we going
to do about him?

todd:
later on, when it’s dark, we’ll take him to
some secret place and bury him.

mrs. lovett:
oh yeah, of course we could do that. i don’t
suppose he’s got any relatives going to come
poking around looking for him.
seems a downright shame…

todd:
shame?

mrs. lovett:
seems an awful waste…
such a nice plump frame
wot’s-his-name
has…
had…
has…
nor it can’t be traced.
business needs a lift,
debts to be erased,
th ink of it as thrift,
as a gift …
if you get my drift …
seems an awful waste.
i mean,
with the price of meat what it is,
when you get it,
if you get it—

todd:
ah!

mrs. lovett:
good, you got it.
take, for instance,
mrs. mooney and her pie shop.
business never better, using only
p-ssy cats and toast.
now a p-ssy’s good for maybe six or
seven at the most.
and i’m sure they can’t compare,
as far as taste—

-duet as follows-

todd:
mrs. lovett,
what a charming notion,
eminently practical and yet
mrs. lovett:
well, it does seem a waste…
todd:
appropriate, as always. mrs. lovett
how i did without you
all these years i’ll never know!
mrs. lovett:
think about it.
todd:
how delectable!
mrs. lovett:
lots of other gentlemen’ll soon be coming for a shave
todd:
also undetectable.
mrs. lovett:
won’t they? think of
todd:
how choice!
mrs. lovett:
all them
todd:
how rare!
mrs. lovett:
pies!

todd:
for what’s the sound of the world out there?

mrs. lovett:
what, mr. todd,
what, mr. todd,
what is that sound?

todd:
th ose crunching noises pervading the air?

mrs. lovett:
yes, mr. todd,
yes, mr. todd,
yes, all around—

-duet as follows-

todd: mrs.lovett
it’s man devouring man, my dear,
and who are we to deny it in here?

todd:
th ese are desperate times, mrs. lovett,
and desperate measures are called for.

mrs. lovett:
here we are, hot out of the oven.

todd:
what is that?

mrs. lovett:
it’s priest.
have a little priest.

todd:
is it really good?

mrs. lovett:
sir, it’s too good,
at least.
then again, they don’t commit sins of the flesh,
so it’s pretty fresh.

todd:
awful lot of fat.

mrs. lovett:
only where it sat.

todd:
haven’t you got poet
or something like that?

mrs. lovett:
no, you see the trouble with poet
is, how do you know it’s
deceased?
try the priest.
lawyer’s rather nice.

todd:
if it’s for a price.

mrs. lovett:
order something else, though, to follow,
since no one should swallow
it twice.

todd:
anything that’s lean.

mrs. lovett:
well, then, if you’re british and loyal,
you might enjoy royal
marine.
anyway, it’s clean.
th ough, of course, it tastes of wherever it’s been.

todd:
is that squire
on the fire?

mrs. lovett:
mercy no, sir,
look closer,
you’ll notice it’s grocer.

todd:
looks thicker.
more like vicar.

mrs. lovett:
no, it has to be grocer—it’s green.

todd:
the history of the world, my love—

mrs. lovett:
save a lot of graves,
do a lot of relatives favors…

todd:
—is those below serving those up above.

mrs. lovett:
everybody shaves,
so there should be plenty of flavours…

todd:
how gratifying for once to know—

both
—that those above will serve those down below!

todd:
what is that?

mrs. lovett:
it’s fop.
finest in the shop.
or we have some shepherd’s pie peppered
with actual shepherd
on top.
and i’ve just begun.
here’s a politician—so oily
it’s served with a doily—
have one?

todd:
put it on a bun.
well, you never know if it’s going to run.

mrs. lovett:
try the friar.
fried, it’s drier.

todd:
no, the clergy is really
too co-rs- and too mealy.

mrs. lovett:
then actor—
it’s compacter.

todd:
oh but always arrives overdone.
i’ll come again when you
have judge on the menu.
have charity toward the world, my pet—

mrs. lovett:
yes, yes, i know, my love—

todd:
we’ll take the customers that we can get.

mrs. lovett:
high-born and low, my love.

todd:
we’ll not discriminate great from small.
no, we’ll serve anyone—
meaning anyone—

mrs. lovett:
we’ll serve anyone—

both
and to anyone
at all!

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