There was a barber and his wife, and she was beautiful. A foolish barber and his wife. She was his reason and his life, and she was beautiful. And she was virtuous, and he was naive. There was another man who saw, that she was beautiful. A pious vulture of the law, who with a gesture of his claw, removed the barber from his plate! Then there was nothing but to wait! And she would fall! So soft! So young! So lost and oh so beautiful! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ There's a hole in the world like a great black pit, and the vermin of the world inhabit it, and it's morals aren't worth what a pig could spit, and it goes by the name of London. At the top of the hole sit a privileged few, making mock of the vermin in the lower zoo, turning beauty into filth and greed. I too have sailed the world, and seen its wonders. For the cruelty of men, is as wondrous as Peru. But there's no place like London! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I had him! His throat was bare beneath my hand. No, I had him! His throat was there and he'll never come again! When? Why did I wait? You told me to wait! Now he'll never come again! There's a hole in the world like a great black pit, And it's filled with people who are filled with shit, And the vermin of the world inhabit it! But not for long! They all deserve to die! Tell you why, Mrs. Lovett, tell you why: Because in all of the whole human race Mrs. Lovett, there are two kinds of men and only two! There's the one staying put in his proper place And the one with his foot in the other one's face! Look at me, Mrs Lovett, look at you! Now, we all deserve to die! Even you, Mrs. Lovett, even I! Because the lives of the wicked should be made brief For the rest of us death will be a relief! We all deserve to die! And I'll never see Johanna No I'll never hug my girl to me Finished! Alright! You sir, how about a shave? Come and visit your good friend Sweeney! You sir, too sir? Welcome to the grave! I will have vengeance! I will have salvation! Who sir, you sir? No ones in the chair, Come on! Come on! Sweeney's. waiting. I want you bleeders. You sir! Anybody! Gentlemen now don't be shy! Not one man, no, nor ten men. Nor a hundred can assuage me! I will have you! And I will get him back even as he gloats In the meantime I'll practice on less honorable throats! And my Lucy lies in ashes, And I'll never see my girl again! But the work waits! I'm alive at last! And I'm full of joy!