Poor Thing

You've a room up this shop, don't you?
Times so hard why din't you rent it out?

(Mrs. Lovett)
People think it's haunted

(Sweeney)
Haunted?

(Mrs. Lovett)
Yeah
You see, years ago something happened up there, something not very nice

There was a barber and his wife
And he was beautiful
A proper artist with a knife
But they transported him for life
And he was beautiful

Barker his name was, Benjamin Barker

(Sweeney)
What was his crime?

(Mrs. Lovett)
Foolishness

He has this wife, you see
Pretty little thing, silly little nit
Had her chance for the moon on a string
Poor thing, poor thing

There was this judge, you see
Wanted her like mad, everyday sent her a flower
But this she come down from her tower?
Sat up there and sobbed by the hour, poor fool
Ah, but there was yet worse to come, poor thing

Well beadle call on her all polite, poor thing, poor thing
The judge, he tells her, is al contrite
He blames himself for her dreadful plight
She must come straight to his house tonight, poor thing, poor thing

Of couse when she goes there, poor thing, poor thing, they're having this ball all in mask
There's no one she knows there, poor dear, poor thing
She wanders tormented and drinks, poor thing
'The judge has repented', she thinks, poor thing
'Oh, where is Judge Turpin?', she asks
He was there, all right, only not so contrite
She wasn't no match for such craft, you see
And everyone thought it's so droll
They figured she had to be daft, you see
So all of them stood there and laughed, you see
Poor soul!
Poor thing!
(Sweeney)
NO!
Would no one have mercy on her?
(Mrs. Todd)
So it's you...
Benjamin Barker
(Sweeney)
No. No Barker. That man is dead.
It's Tood now. Sweeney Todd.
And he will have his reveange.