No Place Like London
You're young, life has been kind to you, you will learn
There was a barber and his wife, and she was beautiful
There was another man who saw, that she was beauiful
The Worst Pies In London
Did you coming for a pie, sir?
These are probably the worst pies in London
What it is, when you get it
Poor Thing
And he was beautiful
He had this wife you see, pretty little thing
Where is judge Turpin? She asks
My Friends
Speak to me friend, whisper, I listen, I know, I know
Like me my friend, well I've come home, to find you waiting
Oh mr. Todd you're warm in my hand
Pretty Women
Than love sir? Women? Oh yes women, pretty women
Now than my friend
Pretty as her mother? What? Nothing, sir, nothing
Epiphany
But not for long, they all deserve to die, tell why Mrs. Lovett, tell you why
We all deserve to die, even you Mrs. Lovett, even I
You sir, how about a shave? Come and visit your good friend Sweeny!
A Little Priest
What's the sound of the world out there?
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