The engine roared, the motor hissed
And who could see that the road would twist?
In Sweeney's ledger the entries matched:
A Beadle arrived, and a Beadle dispatched
To satisfy the hungry god
Of Sweeney Todd
The demon barber of Fleet
Sweeney!
Street
Sweeney!
Sweeney! Sweeney! Sweeney!
Sweeney! Sweeney!

City on fire!
Rats in the grass
And the lunatics yelling in the streets!
It's the end of the world! Yes!
City on fire!
Hunchbacks dancing!
Stirrings in the ground
And the whirring of giant wings!
Watch out! Look!
Blotting out the moonlight
Thick black rain falling on the
City on fire!
City on fire!
City on fire!

Will we be married on Sunday?
That's what you promised
Married on Sunday!
That was last August
Kiss me!

City on fire!
Rats in the streets
And the lunatics yelling at the moon!
It's the end of the world! Yes!
City on fire!
Hunchbacks kissing!
Stirrings in the graves
And the screaming of giant winds!
Watch out! Look!
Crawling on the chimneys
Great black crows screeching at the
City on fire!
City on fire!
City on fire!

Toby!
Where are you, love?

Toby!
Where are you, lad?

Nothing's gonna harm you

Toby!

Not while I'm around

Toby!

Where are you hiding?
Nothing's gonna harm you
Darling

Nothing to be afraid of, boy

Not while I'm around

Toby

Demons are prowling everywhere
Nowadays

Toby

City on fire!
Rats in the streets
And the lunatics yelling at the moon!
It's the end of the world! Yes!

Beadle, Beadle!
No good hiding, I saw you!
Are you in there still
Beadle? Beadle?
Get her, but watch it!
She's a wicked one, she'll deceive you
With her fancy gowns
And her fancy airs
And her
Mischief! Mischief!
Devil's work!
Where are you, Beadle?
Beadle

City on fire!
Rats in the streets
And the lunatics yelling at the moon!
It's the end of the world! Yes!
City on fire!
Hunchbacks kissing!
Stirrings in the graves
And the screaming of giant winds!
Watch out! Look!
Crawling on the chimneys
Great black crows screeching

Mr. Todd?

No one here. Where is this Mr. Todd?

No matter
He'll be back in a moment, for I trust him as I trust my right arm
Now wait for him here, and I'll return with the coach in less than half an hour

But they are after us still
What if they should trace us here? Oh, Anthony, please let me come with you

No, my darling, there is no safety for you on the street

But dressed in these sailor's clothes, who is to know it is I?

No, the risk is too great

Ah, miss
Look at me, look at me, miss, oh
Look at me please, oh
Favor me, favor me with your glance
Ah, miss
Soon we'll be, soon we'll be gone
And sailing the seas
And happily, happily wed in France

And we'll sail the world
And see its wonders
From the pearls of Spain
To the rubies of Tibet

And then come home to London

And then home

Someday

And I'll be back before those lips have time to lose that smile

Beadle!
Beadle! Where are you?
Beadle, dear!
Beadle!
Beadle deedle deedle deedle deedle dumpling
Beadle dumpling
Be-deedle deedle deedle deedle deedle deedle
Deedle deedle deedle deedle dumpling

You! What are you doing here?

Ah, evil is here, sir. The stink of evil-from below-from her!

Beadle dear, Beadle!

Out of here, woman

Oh, she's the devil's wife!
Oh, beware her, sir
Beware of her
She with no pity in her heart

Out, I say!

Hey, don't I know you, mister?

Mr. Todd, sir!

The judge
I have no time

Where is she? Where is the girl?

Below, your honor
With my neighbor, Mrs. Lovett
Thank heavens the sailor did not molest her
Thank heavens, too, she has seen the error of her ways

She has?

Oh yes, sir, your lesson was well learned
She speaks only of you, longing for forgiveness

And she shall have it
She'll be here soon, you say?

Shh!

I think I hear her now

Oh, excellent, my friend!

Is that her dainty footstep on the stair?

I hear nothing

Yes, isn't that her shadow on the wall?

(JUDGE TURPIN, spoken)
Where?

There!

Primping
Making herself even prettier than usual

Even prettier

If possible

Oh
Pretty women!

Pretty women

Yes

Quickly, sir, a splash of bay rum!

Sit, sir, sit

Johanna, Johanna

Pretty women

(JUDGE TURPIN, spoken)
Hurry, man!

Pretty women
Are a wonder

You're in a merry mood again today, Mr. Todd.

Pretty women!

What we do for
Pretty women!
Blowing out their candles
Or combing out their hair
Then they leave
Even when they leave you
And vanish, they somehow
Can still remain
There with you, there

Pretty women!
Blowing out their candles
Or combing out their hair
Even when they leave
They still
Are there
They're there

How seldom it is one meets a fellow spirit!

With fellow taste in women, at least.

What? What's that?

Oh, sir, no doubt the years have changed me
But then, perhaps, the face of a barber
The face of a prisoner in the dock-is not particularly memorable

Benjamin Barker!

Benjamin Barker!

Rest now, my friend
Rest now forever
Sleep now the untroubled
Sleep of the angels

Agh! Agh!

Lift your razor high, Sweeney!
Hear it singing, "Yes!"
Sink it in the rosy skin
Of righteousness!

Die! Die! God in heaven-die! You! Can it be?
How all the demons in hell are sent to torment me! Quick, into the oven with her

Why did you scream? Does the Judge live still?

He was clutching, holding on to my skirt, but now he's finished

No, don't worry about them. Open the oven doors

No!

Open the doors, I say!

No! Don't go near her!

What's the matter with you, woman?
It's only a silly old beggar
Oh no! Oh my God...
"Don't I know you?" she said
You knew she lived.
From the moment I came into your shop you knew my Lucy lived!

I was only thinking of you!

Lucy

Your Lucy!
A crazy hag picking bones and rotten spuds out of alley ash cans!
Would you have wanted to know that she ended up like that?

You lied to me!

No, no, not lied at all
No, I never lied!

Lucy

Said she took the poison-she did!
Never said that she died!
Poor thing!
She lived

I've come home again

But it left her weak in the head
All she did for months was just lie there in bed

Lucy...

Should've been in hospital
Wound up in Bedlam instead
Poor thing!

Oh, my God

Better you should think she was dead
Yes, I lied 'cause I love you!

Lucy

I'd be twice the wife she was!
I love you!

What have I done?

Could that thing have cared for you like me?

Mrs. Lovett
You're a bloody wonder
Eminently practical and yet
Appropriate as always
As you've said repeatedly
There's little point in dwelling on the past

Do you mean it?

No, come here, my love
Not a thing to fear
My love
What's dead
Is dead

Everything I did I swear
I thought was only for the best
Believe me!
Can we
Still be
Married?

The history of the world, my pet

Oh, Mr. Todd
Ooh, Mr. Todd
Leave it to me

Is learn forgiveness and try to forget

By the sea, Mr. Todd
We'll be comfy-cozy
By the sea, Mr. Todd
Where there's no one nosy

And life is for the alive, my dear
So let's keep living it!
Just keep living it
Really living it!

We'll keep living it!
Really living it!

There was a barber and his wife
And she was beautiful
A foolish barber and his wife
She was his reason and his life
And she was beautiful
And she was virtuous
And he was-
Naive

Pat-a-cake, pat-a-cake, baker man
Bake me a cake
No, no, bake me a pie
To delight my eye
And I will sigh
If the crust be high!
Mr. Todd
Pat him and prick him
And mark him with a B
And put him in the oven for baby and me!

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