Sweeney Todd Musical Soundtrack Lyrics
The Contest
PIRELLI:
To shave-a da face,
To pull-a da toot',
Require da grace
And not-a da brute,
For if-a you slip,
You nick da skin,
You clip-a da chin,
You rip-a da lip a bit
And dat's-a da trut'!
To shave-a da face
Or even a part
Widout it-a smart
Require da heart.
It take-a da art
I show you a chart
I study-a starting in my yout'!
To cut-a da hair,
To trim-a da beard,
To make-a da bristle
Clean like a whistle,
Dis is from early infancy
Da talent give to me
By God!
It take-a da skill,
It take-a da brains,
It take-a da will
To take-a da pains,
It take-a da pace,
It take-a da grace
BEADLE:
The winner is TODD.
Pirelli: Sir, I bow to a skill far defter than my own.
BEADLE: Mr. TODD . . . Strange, sir, but it seems your face is known to me.
MRS. LOVETT: Him? That's a laugh him being my uncle's cousin and arrived from
Birmingham yesterday.
TODD: And yet already, sir, I have heard beadle Bamford spoken of with great
respect.
BEADLE: Well, sir, I try my best for my neighbors. In Fleet Street? Over your
pie-shop, ma'am?
MRS. LOVETT: That's it, sir.
BEADLE: Then, Mr. TODD, you will surely see me there before the week is out.
TODD: You will be welcome, beadle Bamford, and I guarantee to give you, without
a penny's charge, the closest shave you will ever know.