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Sweeney Todd Lyrics

July 28, 2008 by The Tapes Queen

Hey hey hey! This is the new Sweeney Todd lyrics page where I will post the lyrics of the songs we have dubbed over the movie so you can also sing along to the videos and understnad exactly what we are saying. I will only post the songs that we have made a video for on youtube, mainly because I don't want someone singing our crazy songs before we have time to do them! So have fun singing along and enjoy the altered lyrics.

The Worst Tits in London

July 28, 2008 by The Tapes Queen



Mrs. Lovett: [Gasp]
“A straight man!”

Wait!
What’s yer rush?
What’s yer hurry?
You gave me such a-- fright!
I thought you was a gay
Half a minute, can’tcher? Sit!
Sit ye down! Sit!
All I meant is that I haven’t seen someone straight for years

Did you come in for a screw, sir?
Do forgive me if me head’s a little vague--

What is that?

But you'd think I’d had the aids
From the way that the guys
Keep avoidin’--

No you don’t!

Heaven knows I try, sir!
But no one comes in even for it free
Right you are, sir, would you like a drop of tea?
Mind you, I can hardly blame them

These are probably the worst tits in London
I know why nobody cares to touch them
I should know - I have ’em
But good? No!
The worst tits in London
Even that’s polite
The worst tits in London
If you doubt it, take a look--

Is that just disgusting?
You have to admit it
It can’t stop but sagging
Here drink this, you’ll need it
The worst tits in London

And no wonder with the price of bras
What it is
When you get them
Never
Thought I’d live to see the day
Men’d think it was a treat
Touching poor
Cold boobies
Of the dyin’ in the street

Mrs. Moony has a whore shop
Does a business, but I notice somethin’ weird--
Lately all her neighbour’s daughters disappear
Have to hand it to her
Wot I calls
Enterprise
Makin’ virgins into whores

Wouldn’t do in my shop
Just the thought of it’s enough to make you sick
And I’m telling you them virgins aren’t too quick
No denyin’ times is hard, sir

Even harder than the worst tits in London
Only skin and nothing more
Is that just revolting?
All wrinkly and saggy
It looks like it’s leathery
And tastes like-- well, pity
A woman alone
With limited looks
And the worst tits in London!

Ah, sir
Times is hard
Times is hard.....