Sweeney Todd - The Contest lyrics

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Adolfo Pirelli:

I am Adolfo Pirelli

Da king of da barbers

Da barber of kings

E buon giorno, good day

I blow you a kiss!

And I, da so famous Pirelli

I wish-a to know-a

Who has-a the nerve-a to say

My elixir is piss!

Who says this?!

Sweeney Todd: I do. [...] I am Mr. Sweeney Todd of Fleet Street. I have opened a bottle of Pirelli’s elixer and I say to you that it is nothing but an errant fraud, concocted from piss and ink. Furthermore -'Signor'- I have serviced no kings, yet I wager that I can shave a cheek with ten times more dexterity than any street mountebank!

Adolfo Pirelli:

You hear zis foolish man?

Now, please, you will see how he will regret his folly!

Sweeney Todd: Who’s for a free shave?

[The Crowd cheers: ME, ME, ME!]

Sweeney Todd: Will Beadle Bamford be the judge?

Beadle Bamford:

Glad, as always to oblige my friends and neighbours.

...The fastest, smoothest shave, is the

winner.

[Music begins]

Adolfo Pirelli: Now signorini, signori

We mix-a da lather

But first-a you gather around

Signorini, signori

You looking a man

Who had-a da glory

To shave-a da Pope!

Mr. Sweeney whoever--

I beg-a you pardon

You’ll probably say

it was only a cardinal Nope!

It was-a da pope!

To shave-a da face

To cut-a da hair

Require da grace

Require da flair

For if-a you slip

You nick da skin

You clip-a da chin

You rip-a da lip a bit beyond-a repair!

To shave-a da face

Or even a part

Widout it-a smart

Require da heart!

Not just-a da flash

It take-a panache

It take-a da passion for da art

To shave-a da face

To trim-a da beard

To make-a da bristle

Clean like a whistle

Dis is from early infancy

Da talent give to me

By God!

It take-a da skill

It take-a da brains

It take-a da will

To take-a da pains

It take-a da pace

It take-a da graaaace!

Beadle Bamford: “The winner -- is Todd!”<br />

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