Sweeney Todd - The Worst Pies In London (2007) lyrics

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Performed by:

Mrs. Lovett (Helena Bonham Carter)

Mrs. Lovett: Wait!

What’s your rush?

What’s your hurry?

You gave me such a..

Fright I thought you was a ghost

Half a minute? Can’t you sit?

lets Seat you down, SIT!

All I meant is that I ’aven’t seen a customer fo’ weeks

Did you come in for a pie, sir?

Do forgive me if me ’ead’s a li’’le vague

What was that?

Bet you think we had the plague

From the way that people

Keep avoidin’

No, you don’t

Heaven knows I try, sir

But there’s no one comes in even to inhale

Right you are, so would you like a drop of ale?

Mind you, I can hardly blame them

These are probably the worst pies in London

I know why nobody cares to take them

I should know

I make ’em

But good? no!

The worst pies in London

Even that's polite

The worst pies in London

If you doubt it take a bite...

Is that just disgusting?

You’ll have to concede it

It’s nothing but crusting

Here drink this, you’ll need it

The worst pies in London

And no wonder with the price of meat

What it is

When you get it

Never

Thought I’d live to see the day

Many think it was a treat

Finding poor

Animals

What are dying in the street

Mrs. Mooney has a pie shop

Does her business but I notice somethin’ weird

Lately all her neighbour’s cats have disappeared

’Ave to hand it to her

What I calls

Enterprise

Poppin’ pussies into pies

Wouldn’t do in my shop

Just the thought of it’s enough to make you sick

And I’m tellin’ you them pussycats is quick

No denying times is hard, sir

Even harder than the worst pies in London

Only lard and nothin’ more

Is that just revolting?

All greasy?

And gritty?

It looks like

It’s moulting

And tastes like...

Well pity

A woman alone

With limited wind

And the worst pies in London!

Ah, sir

Times is hard

Times is hard!

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