Musical Sweeney Todd
Текст песни A Little Priest

Mrs. Lovett: “That’s all very well, but what are we going to do about him?”

Sweeney Todd: “Later on, when it's dark, we'll take him to some secret place
and bury him.”

Mrs. Lovett: “Oh yeah, of course we could do that. I don't suppose he's got
any relatives going to come poking around looking for him.”

Seems a downright shame...

Sweeney Todd: “Shame?”

Mrs. Lovett: Seems an awful waste
Such a nice plump frame
Wot's-his-name has--
Had--
Has!
Nor it can’t be traced

Bus’ness needs a lift
Debts to be erased
Think of it as thrift
As a gift...
If you get my drift...
Seems an awful waste

I mean, with the price of meat what it is
When you get it
If you get it--

Sweeney Todd: “Ah!”

Mrs. Lovett: Good, you got it!

Take, for instance, Mrs. Mooney and her pie shop
Bus’ness never better, using only pussycats and toast
Now a pussy’s good for maybe six or seven at the most
And I’m sure they can’t compare - as far as taste

[Simultaneously:]

Sweeney Todd: Mrs. Lovett
What a charming notion
Eminently practical and yet appropriate as always
Mrs. Lovett
How I did without you all these years I’ll never know!
How delectable!
Also undetectable

How choice!
How rare!

Mrs. Lovett: Well, it does seem a waste...

Think about it!
Lots of other gentlemen’ll
Soon be comin’ for a shave
Won’t they?
Think of
All them
Pies!

Sweeney Todd: For what’s the sound of the world out there?

Mrs. Lovett: What, Mr. Todd?
What, Mr. Todd?
What is that sound?

Sweeney Todd: Those crunching noises pervading the air?

Mrs. Lovett: Yes, Mr. Todd!
Yes, Mr. Todd!
Yes, all around!

Sweeney Todd: It’s man devouring man, my dear

Sweeney Todd: And who are we to deny it in here?
Mrs. Lovett: Then who are we to deny it in here?

Sweeney Todd: “These are desperate times, Mrs. Lovett, and desperate
measures are called for.”

Mrs. Lovett: “Here we are, hot out of the oven.”

Sweeney Todd: “What is that?”

Mrs. Lovett: It’s priest
Have a little priest

Sweeney Todd: Is it really good?

Mrs. Lovett: Sir, it’s too good, at least!
Then again, they don’t commit sins of the flesh
So it’s pretty fresh

Sweeney Todd: Awful lot of fat

Mrs. Lovett: Only where it sat

Sweeney Todd: Haven’t you got poet
Or something like that?

Mrs. Lovett: No, you see, the trouble with poet is
How do you know it’s deceased?
Try the priest!

[Brief Instrumental]

Mrs. Lovett: Lawyer’s rather nice

Sweeney Todd: If it’s for a price

Mrs. Lovett: Order something else, though, to follow
Since no one should swallow it twice!

Sweeney Todd: Anything that’s lean?

Mrs. Lovett: Well, then, if you’re British and loyal
You might enjoy Royal Marine!
Anyway, it’s clean
Though of course, it tastes of wherever it’s been!

Sweeney Todd: Is that