Luke Brady, Lucy May Barker, Peter Polycarpou & John Bowe -
Sweeney Todd (The 2012 London Cast Recording)
Ladies in Their Sensitivities
Come; walk home with me
I have news for you
In order to shield her from the evils of this world
I have decided to marry Johanna next Monday
Ah, sir; happy news, indeed!
Strange
When I offered myself to her, she showed a certain reluctance
Excuse me, my lord
May I request, my lord
Permission, my lord, to speak?
Forgive me, if I suggest, my lord
You're looking less than your best, my lord
There's powder upon your vest, my lord
And stubble upon your cheek
And ladies, my lord, are weak
Ladies and their sensitivities, my lord!
Have a fragile sensibility
When a girl's emergent
Probably, it's urgent
You defer to her gentility, my lord!
Personal disorder cannot be ignored
Given their gentile proclivities
Meaning no offenses it
Happens, they resense it
Ladies and their sensitivities, my lord!
Stubble you say?
Perhaps at times I am a little over-hasty with my morning ablutions
Fret not though my lord
I know a place my lord
A barber, my lord, of skill
Thus armed with a shaven face, my lord
Some eau de cologne to grace, my lord
And musk to enhance the chase, my lord
You'll dazzle the girl until
Until?
She bows to your every will!
Perhaps you're right! Take me to him!
The name is Todd
We'd best not wait until Monday
Sir, I concur
And fully, too (Sweeney Todd) (It isn't right)
We'd best be married on Sunday
Saturday, sir
Would also do
Or else tonight
I think I heard a noise
Fear not
I mean another noise!
Like what?
Oh, never mind (You mustn't mind)
Just a noise (It's a noise)
Just another noise (Just another noise)
Something in the street (Something in the street)
I'm a silly little ninny— (You silly—)
Kiss me!
Oh, sir...
We'll go to Paris on Monday
What shall I wear?
I daren't pack!
We'll ride a train ...
With you beside me on Sunday
What will I care what things I lack?
Then sail to Spain ...
I'll take my reticule (Why take your reticule?)
I need my reticule (We'll buy a reticule)
You mustn't think (I'd never think)
Me a fool (You a fool)
But my reticule (But a reticule)
Never leaves my side (Leave it all aside)
It's the only thing (And begin again)
My mother gave me — (And—)
Kiss me! (The name is Todd)
Kiss me! (I know a place where we can go tonight) (Todd)
We'll go there
Kiss me! (Todd)
We have a place where we can go tonight (Sweeney Todd)
I loved you (Todd)
Even as I saw you
Even as it did not matter (Todd)
That I did not know your name, sir
Even as I saw you (Todd) (Johanna)
Even as it did not matter
That I still don't know your name
Anthony!
Todd?
Todd
Anthony!
Todd, eh?
I'll marry Anthony Sunday (Ladies in their sensitivities)
That's what I'll do (My Lord)
No matter what!
I knew you'd come for me one day (Have a fragile sensibility)
Only afraid that you'd forgot! (Just as you say)
I feared you'd never come (Marry me, marry me, miss)
That you'd been called away (You'll marry me Sunday)
That you'd been killed (Favor me, favor me)
Had the plague (With your hand)
Were in debtor's jail (Promise)
Trampled by a horse (Marry me, marry me)
Gone to sea again (That you'll marry me)
Arrested by the— (Enough of all this—) (Sensi—)
—tivities!
Oh, sir
Ah, miss
Oh, sir
Sensitivities!
Oh, sir (Ah, miss)
Oh, sir (Ah, miss)
Oh, sir (Ah, miss) (Todd)
Oh, sir (Ah, miss)
Oh, sir (Ah, miss)
Oh, sir!
I have news for you
In order to shield her from the evils of this world
I have decided to marry Johanna next Monday
Ah, sir; happy news, indeed!
Strange
When I offered myself to her, she showed a certain reluctance
Excuse me, my lord
May I request, my lord
Permission, my lord, to speak?
Forgive me, if I suggest, my lord
You're looking less than your best, my lord
There's powder upon your vest, my lord
And stubble upon your cheek
And ladies, my lord, are weak
Ladies and their sensitivities, my lord!
Have a fragile sensibility
When a girl's emergent
Probably, it's urgent
You defer to her gentility, my lord!
Personal disorder cannot be ignored
Given their gentile proclivities
Meaning no offenses it
Happens, they resense it
Ladies and their sensitivities, my lord!
Stubble you say?
Perhaps at times I am a little over-hasty with my morning ablutions
Fret not though my lord
I know a place my lord
A barber, my lord, of skill
Thus armed with a shaven face, my lord
Some eau de cologne to grace, my lord
And musk to enhance the chase, my lord
You'll dazzle the girl until
Until?
She bows to your every will!
Perhaps you're right! Take me to him!
The name is Todd
We'd best not wait until Monday
Sir, I concur
And fully, too (Sweeney Todd) (It isn't right)
We'd best be married on Sunday
Saturday, sir
Would also do
Or else tonight
I think I heard a noise
Fear not
I mean another noise!
Like what?
Oh, never mind (You mustn't mind)
Just a noise (It's a noise)
Just another noise (Just another noise)
Something in the street (Something in the street)
I'm a silly little ninny— (You silly—)
Kiss me!
Oh, sir...
We'll go to Paris on Monday
What shall I wear?
I daren't pack!
We'll ride a train ...
With you beside me on Sunday
What will I care what things I lack?
Then sail to Spain ...
I'll take my reticule (Why take your reticule?)
I need my reticule (We'll buy a reticule)
You mustn't think (I'd never think)
Me a fool (You a fool)
But my reticule (But a reticule)
Never leaves my side (Leave it all aside)
It's the only thing (And begin again)
My mother gave me — (And—)
Kiss me! (The name is Todd)
Kiss me! (I know a place where we can go tonight) (Todd)
We'll go there
Kiss me! (Todd)
We have a place where we can go tonight (Sweeney Todd)
I loved you (Todd)
Even as I saw you
Even as it did not matter (Todd)
That I did not know your name, sir
Even as I saw you (Todd) (Johanna)
Even as it did not matter
That I still don't know your name
Anthony!
Todd?
Todd
Anthony!
Todd, eh?
I'll marry Anthony Sunday (Ladies in their sensitivities)
That's what I'll do (My Lord)
No matter what!
I knew you'd come for me one day (Have a fragile sensibility)
Only afraid that you'd forgot! (Just as you say)
I feared you'd never come (Marry me, marry me, miss)
That you'd been called away (You'll marry me Sunday)
That you'd been killed (Favor me, favor me)
Had the plague (With your hand)
Were in debtor's jail (Promise)
Trampled by a horse (Marry me, marry me)
Gone to sea again (That you'll marry me)
Arrested by the— (Enough of all this—) (Sensi—)
—tivities!
Oh, sir
Ah, miss
Oh, sir
Sensitivities!
Oh, sir (Ah, miss)
Oh, sir (Ah, miss)
Oh, sir (Ah, miss) (Todd)
Oh, sir (Ah, miss)
Oh, sir (Ah, miss)
Oh, sir!
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Writer(s): Stephen Sondheim
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