Soundtrack Sweeney Todd The Demon Barber Of Fleet Street 




TOBIAS


Ladies and gentlemen,


May I have your attention, perlease?


Are your nostrils aquiver and tingling as well


At that delicate, luscious ambrosial smell?


Yes they are, I can tell.


Well, ladies and gentlemen,


That aroma enriching the breeze


Is like nothing compared to its succulent source,


As the gourmets among you will tell you, of course.


Ladies and gentlemen,


You can't imagine the rapture in store 


(Indicating the shop)


Just inside of this door!


(Beating his usual drum)


There you'll sample


Mrs. Lovett's meat pies,


Savory and sweet pies,


As you'll see.


You who eat pies,


Mrs. Lovett's meat pies


Conjure up the treat pies


Used to be!


(TOBIAS and customers sing, overlapping)


1ST MAN


Over here, boy, how about some ale?


2ND MAN


Let me have another, laddie!


1ST WOMAN


Tell me, are they flavorsome?


2ND WOMAN


They are.


3RD WOMAN


Isn't this delicious?


TOBIAS ( To 2ND MAN)


Right away.


4THMAN


Could we have some service over here, boy?


4TH WOMAN


Could we have some service, waiter?


3RD MAN


Could we have some service?


2ND and 3RD WOMAN


Yes, they are.


1ST MAN


God, that's good!


2ND MAN


What about that pie, boy?


1ST WOMAN


Tell me, are they spicy?


2ND WOMAN


God, that's good!


5TH WOMAN


How much are you charging?


TOBIAS


Thruppence.


3RD WOMAN


Yes, what about the pie, boy?


4TH WOMAN


I never tasted anything so ...


1ST and 5TH woman


Thruppence?


5TH MAN


Thruppence for a meat pie?


1ST and 2ND man


Where's the ale I asked you for, boy?


TOBIAS


|_ Ladies and gentlemen  !


MRS. LOVETT (Ringing a bell to attract TOBIAS 's attention)


Toby!


(She starts into the garden with a tray of pies)(To a customer)


TOBIAS


Coming!


'Scuse me . . .


MRS. LOVETT (Indicating a beckoning customer)


Ale there!


TOBIAS


Right, mum!


(He runs inside, picks up a jug of ale, whisks back out into the garden and starts filling tankards)


MRS. LOVETT


Quick, now!


CUSTOMER (Licking their fingers)


God, that's good!


MRS. LOVETT (A bundle of activity, serving pies, collecting money, giving orders, addressing each of the patrons


individually and with equal insincerity)


Nice to see you, dearie . ..


How have you been keeping? ...


Cor, me bones is weary!


Toby!


(Indicating a customer)


One for the gentleman . . .


Hear the birdies cheeping 


Helps to keep it cheery . . .


(Spying the BEGGAR WOMAN)


Toby!


Throw the old woman out!


customers


God, that's good!


(TOBIAS shoos the BEGGAR WOMAN away, but she soon


comes back, sniffing)


MRS. LOVETT (To other customers, without breaking rhythm)


What's your pleasure, dearie? ...


No, we don't cut slices .. .


Cor, me eyes is bleary! . . .


(As TOBIAS is about to pour for a plastered customer)


Toby!


None for the gentleman! . . .


I could up me prices 


I'm a little leery ...


Business


Couldn't be better, though 


CUSTOMER


God, that's good!


MRS. LOVETT


Knock on wood.


(She does)


TODD (Leaning out of window)


Psst!


MRS. LOVETT (To a customer)


Excuse me ...


TODD


Psst!


MRS. LOVETT ( To TOBIAS)


Dear, see to the customers.


TODD


Psst!


MRS. LOVETT (Moving toward him)


Yes, what, love?


Quick, though, the trade is brisk.


TODD


But it's six o'clock!


MRS. LOVETT


So it's six o'clock.


TODD


It was due to arrive


At a quarter to five 


MRS. LOVETT


TODD


And it's six o'clock!


I've been waiting all day!


But it should have been here


By now!


And it's probably already


Down the block!


It'll be here, it'll be here!


Have a beaker of beer


And stop worrying, dear.


Now, now . . .


CUSTOMERS


More hot pies!


MRS. LOVETT (Looking back, agitated at being pulled in two directions) Gawd.


(To TODD, moving back to the garden)


Will you wait there, TODD


Coolly, You'll come back


'Cos my customers truly When it comes?


Are getting unruly.


(Circulating again in the garden)


And what's your pleasure, dearie?


(Spilling ale)


Oops! I beg your pardon!


Just me hands is smeary 


(Spotting a wouldbe freeloader)


Toby!


Run for the gentleman!


(TOBIAS catches him, collects the money; MRS. LOVETT


turns to another customer)


Don't you love a garden?


Always makes me teary . ..


(Looking back at the freeloader)


Must be one of them foreigners 


customers


God, that's good that is delicious!


(During the following a huge crate appears high on a crane and moves slowly downstage to the tonsorial parlor. TODD sees it)


MRS. LOVETT


What's my secret?


(To a woman)


Frankly, dear  forgive my candor 


Family secret,


All to do with herbs.


Things like being


Careful with your coriander,


That's what makes the gravy grander  !


CUSTOMER


More hot pies!


(MRS. LOVETT hastens into the shop and loads the tray again)


More hot!


More pies!


TODD (Out the window)


Psst!


MRS. LOVETT (To a customer in the shop)


Excuse me ...


TODD


Psst!


MRS. LOVETT ( To TOBIAS)


Dear, see to the customers.


TODD


Psst!


MRS. LOVETT


Yes, what, love?


Quick, though, the trade is brisk.


TODD


But it's here!


MRS. LOVETT


It's where?


TODD


Coming up the stair!


MRS. LOVETT


(Holding up the tray)


I'll get rid of this lot


As they're still pretty hot


And then I'll be there!


TODD


It's about to be opened


Or don't you care?


No, I'll be there!


I will be there!


But they'll never be sold


If I let 'em get cold 


But we have to prepare!


(During the/allowing, the crate is lowered to the tonsorial parlor)


MRS. LOVETT (Without pausing for breath, smiling to a customer)


Oh, and


Incidentally, dearie,


You know Mrs. Mooney.


Sales've been so dreary 


(Spots the BEGGAR WOMAN again)


Toby!


(To the same customer)


Poor thing is penniless.


(Indicating BEGGAR WOMAN, to TOBIAS)


What about that loony?


(To the same customer, as TOBIAS shoos the BEGGAR WOMAN away again)


Lookin' sort of beery


Oh well, got her comeuppance 


(Hawklike, to a rising customer)


And that'll be thruppence  and


CUSTOMERS


(Singing with mouths/till)


MRS. LOVETT


So she should.


God, that's good that is de have you


Licious ever tasted smell such


Oh my God what more that's pies good!


(MRS. LOVETT goes up to the tonsorial parlor, entering as TODD opens the crate, revealing an elaborate barber chair)


TODD and MRS. LOVETT (Swooning with admiration)


Oooohhhh! Oooohhhh!


(The empty crate swings away on the crane)


TODD


Is that a chair fit for a king,


A wondrous neat


And most particular chair?


You tell me where


Is there a seat


Can half compare


With this particular thing!


I have a few


Minor adjustments


To make 


They'll take


A moment.


I'll call you . ..


MRS. LOVETT


It's gorgeous!


It's gorgeous!


It's perfect!


It's gorgeous!


You make your few


Minor adjustments.


You take your time,


I'll go see to the customers.


TODD (Looking at the chair, as MRS. LOVETT goes back to the garden)


I have another friend . ..


TOBIAS


(To the customers)


Is that a pie fit for a king,


A wondrous sweet


And most delectable thing?


You see, ma'am, why


There is no meat


MRS. LOVETT


It's gorgeous!


It's gorgeous!


Pie can compete It's perfect!


With this delectable It's gorgeous!


Pie.


customers Simultaneously with above)


Yum!


Yum!


Yum!


TOBIAS and MRS. LOVETT


The crust all velvety and wavy,


That glaze, those crimps . . .


And then, the thick, succulent gravy.. .


One whiff, one glimpse . . .


customers Simultaneously with above)


Yum! Yum!


Yum! Yum!


Yum! Yum!


Yum! Yum!


TODD


And now to test


This best of barber chairs .. .


MRS. LOVETT


So rich,


So thick


It makes you sick . . .


TOBIAS


So tender


That you surrender .. .


customers Simultaneously with above)


Yum!


Yum!


Yum! Yum!


TODD


It's rime . ..


It's rime . ..


Psst!


MRS. LOVETT (To the customers)


Excuse me . ..


TODD From above)


Psst!


MRS. LOVETT ( to TOBIAS)


Dear, see to the customers.


TODD


Psst!


MRS. LOVETT Moving toward him)


Yes, what, love?


TODD


Quick, now!


MRS. LOVETT


Me heart's aflutter  !


TODD


When I pound the floor,


It's a signal to show


That I'm ready to go,


When I pound the floor!


I just want to be sure.


When I'm certain that you're


In place 


MRS. LOVETT


When you pound the floor,


Yes, you told me, I know,


You'll be ready to go


When you pound the floor 


Will you trust me?


Will you trust me?


I'll be waiting below


For the whistle to blow . ..


TODD


I'll pound three rimes.


(He demonstrates on the frame of the window)


Three rimes.


(He does it again; she nods impatiently)


And then you 


(She knocks at the air two times)


Three rimes 


(She knocks heavily and wearily on the wall)


If you 


(She knocks again, rolling her eyes skyward)


Exactly.


customers


More hot pies!


MRS. LOVETT


Gawd!


CUSTOMERS


More hot!


MRS. LOVETT (Over her shoulder to them)


Right!


CUSTOMERS


More pies!


TODD (Seeing her attention waver)


Psst!


CUSTOMERS


More!


MRS. LOVETT


Wait!


(She runs into the bakehouse, which we see for the first time. Upstage are the large baking ovens. Downstage is a


butcher'sblock table, on which stands a bizarre meatgrinding machine. In the wall is the mouth of a chute leading down from


the tonsorial parlor. Upstage is a trap door leading down to an invisible cellar. While music continues under, TODD takes a


stack of books tied together, puts it in the chair, then pounds three times on the floor. MRS. LOVETT responds by knocking


three times on the mouth of the chute. TODD pulls a lever in the arm of the chair. The chair becomes a slide and the books


disappear through a trap. Music. The books reappear from the hole in the bakehouse wall and plop on the floor. The chair


resumes its normal position. MRS. LOVETT knocks three times excitedly on the chute; TODD responds by pounding on the floor


three times)


CUSTOMER


More hot pies!


(MRS. LOVETT hurries out of the bakehouse)


More hot! More pies!


(TODD resumes tinkering happily with the chair)


More! Hot! Pies!


MRS. LOVETT and TOBIAS (To the customers)


Eat them slow and


Feel the crust, how thin I (she) rolled it!


Eat them slow, 'cos


Every one's a prize!


Eat them slow, 'cos


That's the lot and now we've sold it!


(She hangs up a "Sold Out" sign)


Come again tomorrow  !


MRS. LOVETT (Spotting something along the street)


Hold it 


CUSTOMERS


More hot pies!


MRS. LOVETT


Bless my eyes  !


(For she sees the man with cap, from Act I, approaching the barber sign. He looks up and rings TODD 's bell  three times)


Fresh supplies!


(TODD leans out, sees the man, beckons him up; the man starts up the steps. TODD holds his razor. They both freeze. MRS.


LOVETT takes down the "Sold Out" sign and turns back to the customers)


MRS. LOVETT


How about it, dearie?


Be here in a twinkling!


Just confirms my theory 


Toby!


God watches over us.


Didn't have an inkling . . .


Positively eerie . . .


TOBIAS


Is that a pie


Fit for a king,


A wondrous sweet


And most delectable


Thing?


You see, ma'am, why


There is no meat pie


CUSTOMER (Simultaneously with above)


Yum!


Yum!


Yum!


Yum! Yum!


Yum!


Yum!


MRS. LOVETT (Spotting the BEGGAR WOMAN again)


Toby!


Throw the old woman out!


(As TOBIAS leads the BEGGAR WOMAN off again, Mrs. Lovett runs back to the pieshop)


CUSTOMERS (Starting with their mouths full, gradually swallowing and singing clearly)


God, that's good that is de have you


Licious ever tasted smell such


Oh my God what perfect more that's


Pies such flavor


(MRS. LOVETT relaxes in thepieshop with a mug of ale)


God, that's good!!!

Thanks to Michelle for lyrics