Michael Ball, Sweeney Todd - The 2012 London Cast, Imelda Staunton & James McConville -
Sweeney Todd (The 2012 London Cast Recording)
God, That's Good!
Ladies and gentlemen
May I have your attention, please?
Are your nostrils aquiver and tingling as well
At that delicate, luscious ambrosial smell?
Yes they are, I can tell
Well, ladies and gentlemen
That aroma enriching the breeze
Is like nothing compared to its succulent source
As the gourmets among you will tell you, of course
Ladies and gentlemen
You can't imagine the rapture in store —
Just inside of this door!
There you'll sample
Mrs. Lovett's meat pies
Savory and sweet pies
As you'll see
You who eat pies
Mrs. Lovett's meat pies
Conjure up the treat pies
Used to be!
Over here, boy, how about some ale?
Can we have a bottle, mister? (Right away!)
Can we have some service, waiter? (Over here, boy)
What about that pie, boy? (Ladies and gentlemen!)
Toby!
Coming! 'Scuse me!
Ale there!
Right, ma'am!
Quick, now!
God, that's good!
Nice to see you, dearie
How have you been keeping?
Cor, me bones is weary!
Toby—!
One for the gentleman . .
Hear the birdies cheeping —
Helps to keep it cheery . .
Toby!
Throw the old woman out!
God, that's good!
What's your pleasure, dearie?
No, we don't cut slices
Cor, me eyes is bleary!
Toby — none for the gentleman!
I could up me prices
I'm a little leery
Business couldn't be better, though!
God, that's good!
Knock on wood!
Psst!
Excuse me
Psst!
Dear, see to the customers
Psst!
Yes, what love?
Quick, though, the trade is brisk
But it's six o'clock
So it's six o'clock
It was due to arrive at a quarter to five
And it's probably already down the block! (And it's six o'clock)
It'll be here, it'll be here (I've been waiting all day!)
Have a beaker of beer (Well)
And stop worrying dear (It should've been here)
By now (By now)
More hot pies!
Will you wait here (You'll come back)
Cooly? (When it comes)
'Cause my customers truly
Are getting unruly!
And what's your pleasure, dearie?
Oops! I beg your pardon
Just me hands is smeary
Toby — run for the gentleman!
Don't you love a garden?
Always makes me teary
Must be one of them foreigners—
God, that's good!
That is delicious!
What's my secret?
Frankly, dear — forgive my candor —
Family secret
All to do with herbs
Things like being
Careful with your coriander
That's what makes the gravy grander!
More hot pies!
More hot!
More pies!
Psst!
Excuse me
Psst!
Dear, see to the customers
Psst!
What now, love?
Quick, though, the trade is brisk
But it's here!
It's where?
Coming up the stair!
I'll get rid of this lot
As they're still pretty hot
And then I'll be there! (It's about to be opened)
Or don't you care?
No, I'll be there!
I will be there! But, we have to prepare!
But they'll never be sold
If I let 'em get cold
Oh, and
Incidentally, dearie
You know Mrs. Mooney
Sales've been so dreary—
Toby—!
Poor thing is penniless
What about that loony?
Lookin' sort of beery
Oh well, got her comeuppance—
And that'll be thruppence—
And
God, that's good that is de—have you (So she should)
—licous—ever tasted—smell such
Oh my God—what more that's pies good!
Ooh! Ooh!
Is that a chair fit for a king
A wondrous neat (It's gorgeous!)
And most particular chair? (It's gorgeous)
You tell me where
Is there a seat
Can half compare (It's perfect!)
With this particular thing! (It's gorgeous!)
I have a few
Minor adjustments (You make your few)
To make— (Minor adjustments)
They'll take
A moment (You take your time)
I'll call you... (I'll go see to the customers)
I have another friend!
Is that a pie fit for a king
A wondrous sweet (It's gorgeous!)
And most particular thing? (It's gorgeous!)
You see, ma'am, why (Yum!)
There is no meat pie
Can compete (It's perfect!) (Yum!)
With this delectable pie! (It's gorgeous!) (Yum!)
The crust all velvety and wavy (Yum! Yum!)
That glaze, those crimps... (Yum! Yum!)
And then the thick, succulent gravy... (Yum! Yum!) (And now to test)
One whiff, one glimpse... (Yum! Yum!) (This best of barber chairs)
So tender (Yum!) (It's time)
That you surrender (Yum!) (It's time)
Psst!
Excuse me
Psst!
Dear, see to the customers
Psst!
All set, love?
Quick, now!
Me heart's aflutter!
When I pound the floor
When you pound the floor
It's a signal to show
That I'm ready to go (Yes, you told me, I know)
When I pound the floor! (You'll be ready to go)
When you pound the floor—
Will you trust me?
I just want to be sure (Will you trust me?)
When I'm certain that you're (I'll be waiting below)
In place (For the whistle to blow)
I'll pound three times
Three times
And then you
Three times—
If you—
Exactly
More hot pies!
Gawd!
More hot!
Right!
More pies!
Psst!
More!
Wait!
More hot pies!
More hot! More pies!
More! Hot! Pies!
Eat them slow and
Feel the crust, how thin she rolled it
Eat them slow, 'cause
Every one's a prize!
Eat them slow, 'cause
That's the lot and now we've sold it!
Come again tomorrow—!
Hold it—!
More hot pies!
Bless my eyes—!
Fresh supplies!
How about it, dearie? (Is that a pie) (Yum!)
Be here in a twinkling (Fit for a king) (Yum!)
Just confirms my theory— (A wondrous sweet) (Yum!)
Toby—! (And most delectable thing?) (Yum! Yum!)
God watches over us
Didn't have an inkling... (You see, Mum) (Yum!)
Positively eerie... (Why there is no meat pie—) (Yum!)
Toby!
Throw the old woman out!
God, that's good that is de—
Have you—
—licious ever tasted smell such
Oh my God what perfect more that's
Pies such flavor
God, that's good!
May I have your attention, please?
Are your nostrils aquiver and tingling as well
At that delicate, luscious ambrosial smell?
Yes they are, I can tell
Well, ladies and gentlemen
That aroma enriching the breeze
Is like nothing compared to its succulent source
As the gourmets among you will tell you, of course
Ladies and gentlemen
You can't imagine the rapture in store —
Just inside of this door!
There you'll sample
Mrs. Lovett's meat pies
Savory and sweet pies
As you'll see
You who eat pies
Mrs. Lovett's meat pies
Conjure up the treat pies
Used to be!
Over here, boy, how about some ale?
Can we have a bottle, mister? (Right away!)
Can we have some service, waiter? (Over here, boy)
What about that pie, boy? (Ladies and gentlemen!)
Toby!
Coming! 'Scuse me!
Ale there!
Right, ma'am!
Quick, now!
God, that's good!
Nice to see you, dearie
How have you been keeping?
Cor, me bones is weary!
Toby—!
One for the gentleman . .
Hear the birdies cheeping —
Helps to keep it cheery . .
Toby!
Throw the old woman out!
God, that's good!
What's your pleasure, dearie?
No, we don't cut slices
Cor, me eyes is bleary!
Toby — none for the gentleman!
I could up me prices
I'm a little leery
Business couldn't be better, though!
God, that's good!
Knock on wood!
Psst!
Excuse me
Psst!
Dear, see to the customers
Psst!
Yes, what love?
Quick, though, the trade is brisk
But it's six o'clock
So it's six o'clock
It was due to arrive at a quarter to five
And it's probably already down the block! (And it's six o'clock)
It'll be here, it'll be here (I've been waiting all day!)
Have a beaker of beer (Well)
And stop worrying dear (It should've been here)
By now (By now)
More hot pies!
Will you wait here (You'll come back)
Cooly? (When it comes)
'Cause my customers truly
Are getting unruly!
And what's your pleasure, dearie?
Oops! I beg your pardon
Just me hands is smeary
Toby — run for the gentleman!
Don't you love a garden?
Always makes me teary
Must be one of them foreigners—
God, that's good!
That is delicious!
What's my secret?
Frankly, dear — forgive my candor —
Family secret
All to do with herbs
Things like being
Careful with your coriander
That's what makes the gravy grander!
More hot pies!
More hot!
More pies!
Psst!
Excuse me
Psst!
Dear, see to the customers
Psst!
What now, love?
Quick, though, the trade is brisk
But it's here!
It's where?
Coming up the stair!
I'll get rid of this lot
As they're still pretty hot
And then I'll be there! (It's about to be opened)
Or don't you care?
No, I'll be there!
I will be there! But, we have to prepare!
But they'll never be sold
If I let 'em get cold
Oh, and
Incidentally, dearie
You know Mrs. Mooney
Sales've been so dreary—
Toby—!
Poor thing is penniless
What about that loony?
Lookin' sort of beery
Oh well, got her comeuppance—
And that'll be thruppence—
And
God, that's good that is de—have you (So she should)
—licous—ever tasted—smell such
Oh my God—what more that's pies good!
Ooh! Ooh!
Is that a chair fit for a king
A wondrous neat (It's gorgeous!)
And most particular chair? (It's gorgeous)
You tell me where
Is there a seat
Can half compare (It's perfect!)
With this particular thing! (It's gorgeous!)
I have a few
Minor adjustments (You make your few)
To make— (Minor adjustments)
They'll take
A moment (You take your time)
I'll call you... (I'll go see to the customers)
I have another friend!
Is that a pie fit for a king
A wondrous sweet (It's gorgeous!)
And most particular thing? (It's gorgeous!)
You see, ma'am, why (Yum!)
There is no meat pie
Can compete (It's perfect!) (Yum!)
With this delectable pie! (It's gorgeous!) (Yum!)
The crust all velvety and wavy (Yum! Yum!)
That glaze, those crimps... (Yum! Yum!)
And then the thick, succulent gravy... (Yum! Yum!) (And now to test)
One whiff, one glimpse... (Yum! Yum!) (This best of barber chairs)
So tender (Yum!) (It's time)
That you surrender (Yum!) (It's time)
Psst!
Excuse me
Psst!
Dear, see to the customers
Psst!
All set, love?
Quick, now!
Me heart's aflutter!
When I pound the floor
When you pound the floor
It's a signal to show
That I'm ready to go (Yes, you told me, I know)
When I pound the floor! (You'll be ready to go)
When you pound the floor—
Will you trust me?
I just want to be sure (Will you trust me?)
When I'm certain that you're (I'll be waiting below)
In place (For the whistle to blow)
I'll pound three times
Three times
And then you
Three times—
If you—
Exactly
More hot pies!
Gawd!
More hot!
Right!
More pies!
Psst!
More!
Wait!
More hot pies!
More hot! More pies!
More! Hot! Pies!
Eat them slow and
Feel the crust, how thin she rolled it
Eat them slow, 'cause
Every one's a prize!
Eat them slow, 'cause
That's the lot and now we've sold it!
Come again tomorrow—!
Hold it—!
More hot pies!
Bless my eyes—!
Fresh supplies!
How about it, dearie? (Is that a pie) (Yum!)
Be here in a twinkling (Fit for a king) (Yum!)
Just confirms my theory— (A wondrous sweet) (Yum!)
Toby—! (And most delectable thing?) (Yum! Yum!)
God watches over us
Didn't have an inkling... (You see, Mum) (Yum!)
Positively eerie... (Why there is no meat pie—) (Yum!)
Toby!
Throw the old woman out!
God, that's good that is de—
Have you—
—licious ever tasted smell such
Oh my God what perfect more that's
Pies such flavor
God, that's good!
Credits
Writer(s): Stephen Sondheim
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