? Seems a downright shame...
? Shame?
? Seems an awful waste...
Such a nice, plump frame
Wot's 'is name has...
Had...
Has!
Nor it can't be traced...
Bus'ness needs a lift,
Debts to be erased...
Think 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...
? Huh...
? Good, you got it!
Take, for instance, Mrs. Mooney and her pie shop.
Bus'ness never better using only pussycats and toast.
Now a pussy's good for maybe six or seven at the most.
And I'm sure they can't compare as far as taste!
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? Mrs. Lovett, what a charming notion.
Eminently practical
And yet appropriate as always!
Mrs. Lovett, how I've lived
Without you all these years, I'll never know!
How delectable!
Also undetectable!
How choice!
How
Rare!
? Well, it does seem a waste...
Think about it!
Lots of other gentlemen'll
Soon be comin' for a shave,
Won't they?
Think of
All them
Pies!
? For what's the sound of the world out there?
? What, Mr. Todd?
What, Mr. Todd?
What is that sound?
? Those crunching noises pervading the air!
? Yes, Mr. Todd!
Yes, Mr. Todd!
Yes, all around!
? It's man devouring man, my dear!
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? And who are we to deny it in here?
? These are desperate times, Mrs. Lovett,
And desperate measures are called for!
? Here we are! Hot out of the oven!
? What is that?
? It's priest. Have a little priest.
? Is it really good?
? Sir, it's too good, at least!
Then again, they don't commit sins of the flesh,
So it's pretty fresh.
? Awful lot of fat.
? Only where it sat.
? Haven't you got poet, or something like that?
? No, y'see, the trouble with poet is
Ow' do you know it's deceased?
Try the priest.
Lawyer's rather nice.
? If it's for a price.
? Order something else, though, to follow,
Since no one should swallow it twice!
? Anything that's lean.
? Well, then, if you're British and loyal,
You might enjoy Royal Marine!
Anyway, it's clean.
Though of course, it tastes of wherever it's been!
? Is that squire,
On the fire?
? Mercy no, sir, look closer,
You'll notice it's grocer!
? Looks thicker,
More like vicar!
? No, it has to be grocer --
It's green!
? The history of the world, my love.
? Save a lot of graves,
Do a lot of relatives favors!
? Is those below serving those up above!
? Ev'rybody shaves,
So there should be plenty of flavors!
? How gratifying for once to know
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? That those above will serve those down below!
? What is that?
? It's fop.
Finest in the shop.
And we have some shepherd's pie peppered
With actual shepherd on top!
And I've just begun,
Here's the politician, so oily
It's served with a doily,
Have one!
? Put it on a bun.
Well, you never know if it's going to run!
? Try the friar,
Fried, it's drier!
? No, the clergy is really
Too coarse and too mealy!
? Then actor,
It's compacter!
? And always arrives overdone!
I'll come again when you have judge on the menu!
Have charity towards the world, my pet!
? Yes, yes, I know, my love!
? We'll take the customers that we can get!
? High-born and low, my love!
? We'll not discriminate great from small!
No, we'll serve anyone,
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? We'll serve anyone,
And to anyone
At all!