Stephen Sondheim - The Ballad of Sweeney Todd lyrics

Attend the tale of Sweeney Todd His skin was pale and his eye was odd He shaved the faces of gentlemen Who never thereafter were heard of again He trod a path that few have trod Did Sweeney Todd The demon barber of Fleet Street He kept a shop in London Town Of fancy clients and good renown And what if none of their souls were saved? They went to their maker impeccably shaved By Sweeney By Sweeney Todd The demon barber of Fleet Street Swing your razor wide, Sweeney! Hold it to the skies! Freely flows the blood of those who moralize! His needs were few, his room was bare: A lavabo and a fancy chair A mug of suds and a leather strop An apron, a towel, a pail and a mop For neatness he deserved a nod Did Sweeney Todd The demon barber of Fleet Street. Inconspicuous, Sweeney was Quick and quiet and clean, he was Back of his smile, under his word Sweeney heard music that nobody heard Sweeney pondered and Sweeney planned Like a perfect machine, he planned Sweeney was smooth, Sweeney was subtle Sweeney would blink, and rats would scuttle Sweeney! Sweeney! Sweeney! Sweeney! Sweeney! Attend the tale of Sweeney Todd He served a dark and a vengeful god What happened then, well, that's the play And he wouldn't want us to give it away Not Sweeney Not Sweeney Todd The demon barber of Fleet Street