I had him
And then
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 do 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 sh**
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
No, 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 d**h 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 one's on 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 a**uage me
I will have you
And I will get him back even as he gloats
In the meantime I'll practice on dishonorable 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