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 are few, his room is bare
He hardly uses his fancy chair
The more he bleeds, the more he lives
He never forgets and he never forgives
Perhaps today you gave a nod
To Sweeney Todd
The demon barber of Fleet Street

Sweeney wishes the world away
Sweeney's weeping for yesterday
Hugging the blade, waiting the years
Hearing the music that nobody hears
Sweeney waits in the parlor hall
Sweeney leans on the office wall

No one can help, nothing can hide you
Isn't that Sweeney there beside you?

Sweeney wishes the world away
Sweeney's weeping for yesterday
Is Sweeney!
There he is, it's Sweeney!
Sweeney! Sweeney!
Sweeney! Sweeney!
Sweeney!
There! There! There! There!
There! There! There!
There!

Attend the tale of Sweeney Todd!

Attend the tale of Sweeney Todd!

He served a dark and a hungry god!

He served a dark and a hungry god!

To seek revenge may lead to hell

But everyone does it, if seldom as well

As Sweeney

As Sweeney Todd
The demon barber of Fleet
Street!

Copyright: Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Writer(s): Stephen Sondheim