Sweeney Todd

I have sailed the world, beheld its wonders, From the Darden Elves to the mountains of Peru, But there's no place like London. Now there's no place like London. You are young, life has been kind to you.

Pit and the vermin of the world inhabit it, And its morals aren't worth what a pit could spit, And it goes by the name of London. At the top of the hole to the privileged few, Making mock of the vermin and the loa zu, Turning beauty into filth and greed, I too have sailed the world and seen its wonders.

For the cruelty of me is this wondrous guru, But there's no place like London. Was a barber and his wife, And she was beautiful,

Polish barber and his wife. She was his reason and his life. And she was beautiful. And she was virtuous. And he was that she was beautiful. A pious vulture of the Lord.

Who with the gesture of his claw Removed the barber from his plate Then there was nothing but to wait And she would fall so soft and so young So lost enough so beautiful As a girl I doubt if anyone would know