Sweeney Todd: “You got a room over the shop, haven't you?
If times are so hard, why don't you rent it out?”

Mrs. Lovett: “People think it's haunted.”

Sweeney Todd: “Haunted?”

Mrs. Lovett: “Yeah.
And who's to say they're wrong?
You see, years ago something happened up here.
Something not very nice.”

There was a barber and his wife
And he was beautiful
A proper artist with a knife
But they transported him for life
And he was beautiful

“Barker, his name was. Benjamin Barker.”

Sweeney Todd: “What was his crime?”

Mrs. Lovett: “Foolishness.”

He had this wife, you see
Pretty little thing
Silly little nit
Had her chance for the moon on a string
Poor thing
Poor thing

There was this judge, you see
Wanted her like mad
Every day he sent her a flower
But did she come down from her tower
Sat up there and sulked by the hour
Poor fool
Ah, but there was worse yet to come, poor thing

[Instrumental]

Well, Beadle calls on her all polite
Poor thing
Poor thing
The judge, he tells her is all contrite
He blames himself for her dreadful plight
She must come straight to his house tonight
Poor thing
Poor thing

Of course when she goes there - poor thing, poor thing,
They're havin' this ball all in masks
There's no one she knows there - poor dear, poor thing
She wanders, tormented and drinks - poor thing
The judge has repented, she thinks - poor thing
‘Oh, where is Judge Turpin?' she asks
He was there alright
Only not so contrite

She wasn't no match for such craft, you see
And everyone thought it so droll
They figured she had to be daft, you see
So all of them stood there and laughed, you see
Poor soul
Poor thing

[Instrumental]

Sweeney Todd: “NO!”
Would no one have mercy on her?”

Mrs. Lovett: “So it is you. Benjamin Barker.”

Sweeney Todd: “No! Not Barker. That man is dead.
It's Todd now - Sweeney Todd.
And he will have his revenge.”

Sweeney Todd: (spoken)
You got a room over the shop, haven't you? If times are so hard, why don't you rent it out?

Mrs. Lovett:
People think it's haunted.

Sweeney Todd:
Haunted?

Mrs. Lovett:
Yeah. And who's to say they're wrong? You see, years ago something happened up here. Something not very nice.?
(sung)
There was a barber and his wife.
And he was beautiful...
A proper artist with a knife,
but they transported him for life.
And he was beautiful...
(spoken)
Barker his name was.
Benjamin Barker.

Sweeney Todd (spoken)

What was his crime?

Mrs. Lovett

Foolishness...
He had this wife, ya see.
Pretty little thing,
silly little nit.
Had her chance for the moon on a string...
Poor thing!
Poor thing!
There was this judge, ya see...
Wanted her like mad!
Everyday he sent her a flower
But did she come down from her tower?
Sat up there and sulked by the hour
Still she wouldn't budge from her
Poor fool!
Ah, but there was worse yet to come
Pure thing!
Well, Beadle calls on her all poor light
Poor thing!
Poor thing!
The judge, he tells her, is all contright.
He blames himself for her dreadful plight.
She must come straight to his house tonight!
Poor thing!
Poor thing!
Of course when she goes there...
Poor thing!
Poor thing!
They're having this ball all in masks.
There's no one she knows there!
Poor dear!
Poor thing!
She wonders, tormented and drinks!
Poor thing!
The judge has repented, she thinks.
Poor thing!
Oh where is Judge Turpin? she asks...
He was there, alright!
Only not so contright!
She wasn't no match for such craft, ya see.
And everyone thought it so drull.
They figured she had to be daft, ya see.
So all of them stood there and laughed, ya see!
Poor soul!
Poor thing!
Sweeney Todd: (spoken)
NO!
Would no one have mercy on her?

Mrs. Lovett:
So it is you. Benjamin Barker.

Sweeney Todd:
No! Not Barker. That man is dead. It's Todd now - Sweeney Todd. And he will have his revenge.

There was a barber and his wife,
And he was beautiful
A proper artist with a knife,
But they transported him for life.
And he was beautiful...

He had this wife, y'see,
Pretty little thing,
Silly little nit,
Had her chance for the moon on a string.
Poor thing.
Poor thing.

There was this judge, you see
Wanted her like mad
Everyday he'd send her a flower
But did she come down from her tower?
Sat up there and sobbed by the hour
Poor fool.
Ah but there was worse yet to come, poor thing...

Well, Beadle calls on her all polite,
Poor thing,
Poor thing!
The judge, he tells her is all contrite,
He blames himself for her dreadful plight,
She must come straight to his house tonight,
Poor thing,
Poor thing!

Of course when she goes there, poor thing, poor thing,
They're 'avin' this ball all in masks!
There's no one she knows there, poor dear, poor thing!
She wanders tormented and drinks, poor thing!
The judge has repented, she thinks, poor thing!
'Oh, where is Judge Turpin,' she asks...
'E was there alright,
Only not so contrite!

She wasn't no match for such craft, y'see,
And everyone thought it so droll.
They figured she had to be daft, y'see,
So all of them stood there and laughed, y'see!
Poor soul!
Poor thing!

Mrs. Lovett

There was a barber and his wife.
And he was beautiful...
A proper artist with a knife,
but they transported him for life.
And he was beautiful...
(spoken)
Barker his name was.
Benjamin Barker.

Sweeney Todd (spoken)

Transported? What was his crime?

Mrs. Lovett

Foolishness...
He had this wife, ya see.
Pretty little thing,
silly little nit.
Had her chance for the moon on a string...
Poor thing!
Poor thing!
There were these two, ya see...
Wanted her like mad!
One of them a judge
one of them his beadle!
Everyday they'd nudge and they'd weadle!
Still she wouldn't budge from her needle!
Too bad!
Pure thing!
So they merely shipped them for blighter off south, they did!
Leaving her with nothing but grief and a year old kid!
Did she use her head even then? Oh no, God forbid!
Poor fool!
Ah, but there was worse yet to come!
Poor thing!
(spoken)
Johanna, that was the baby's name. Pretty little Johanna.

Sweeney Todd (spoken)

Go on...

Mrs. Lovett (spoken)

My, but you do like a good story, don't you?
(sung)
Well, Beadle calls on her all poor light
Poor thing!
Poor thing!
The judge, he tells her, is all contright.
He blames himself for her dreadful plight.
She must come straight to his house tonight!
Poor thing!
Poor thing!
Of course when she goes there...
Poor thing!
Poor thing!
They're having this ball all in masks.
There's no one she knows there!
Poor dear!
Poor thing!
She wonders, tormented and drinks!
Poor thing!
The judge has repented, she thinks.
Poor thing!
Oh where is Judge Turpin? she asks...
He was there, alright!
Only not so contright!
She wasn't no match for such craft, ya see.
And everyone thought it so drull.
They figured she had to be daft, ya see.
So all of them stood there and laughed, ya see!
Poor soul!
Poor thing!

Sweeney Todd (spoken)

Would no one have mercy on her!?

Mrs. Lovett (spoken)

So it is you, Benjamin Barker!

Sweeney Todd (spoken)

NOT BARKER! NOT BARKER! (taking her by the neck)
TODD NOW! SWEENEY TODD!

Mrs. Lovett (spoken)

Oh, you poor thing...
You poor thing...
Wait.
See?
When they come for the little girl, I hid 'em.
I thought, who knows?
maybe the poor silly blighter will be back again someday and need 'em.
Cracked in the head, wasn't I?
Times as bad as they are I maybe could've got five or ten quid for 'em any day. See?

Sweeney Todd (spoken):
You've got a room over the shop, haven't you?
If times are so hard, why don't you rent it out?

Mrs. Lovett (spoken):
People think it's haunted.

Sweeny Todd (spoken):
Haunted?

Mrs. Lovett (spoken):
Yeah. Who could say they're wrong (?)
You see years ago something happened up there, something not very nice.

Mrs. Lovett:
There was a barber and his wife.
And he was beautiful...
A proper artist with a knife,
but they transported him for life.
And he was beautiful...
(spoken)
Barker his name was.
Benjamin Barker.

Sweeney Todd (spoken):
What was his crime?

Mrs. Lovett:
Foolishness...
He had this wife, ya see.
Pretty little thing,
silly little nit.
Had her chance for the moon on a string...
Poor thing!
Poor thing!
There was this judge you see
Wanted her like mad
Every day he sent her a flower
But did she come down from her tower?
Sat up there and sobbed by the hour
Poor Thing
Ah, but there was worse yet to come!
Poor thing!

Well, Beadle calls on her all polite
Poor thing!
Poor thing!
The judge, he tells her, is all contrite.
He blames himself for her dreadful plight.
She must come straight to his house tonight!
Poor thing!
Poor thing!

Of course when she goes there...
Poor thing!
Poor thing!
They're having this ball all in masks.
There's no one she knows there!
Poor dear!
Poor thing!
She wonders, tormented and drinks!
Poor thing!
The judge has repented, she thinks.
Poor thing!
Oh where is Judge Turpin? she asks...

He was there, alright!
Only not so contrite!
She wasn't no match for such craft, ya see.
And everyone thought it so drull.
They figured she had to be daft, ya see.
So all of them stood there and laughed, ya see!
Poor soul!
Poor thing!

Sweeney Todd (spoken):
NOOOOOOO! Would no one have mercy on her!?

Mrs. Lovett (spoken):
So it is you, Benjamin Barker!

Sweeney Todd (spoken):
No! Not Barker! That man is dead
It's Todd now! SWEENEY TODD and he will have his revenge