There’s a hole in the world like a great black pit, and it’s filled with people who are filled with shit, and the vermin of the world inhabit it.
The history of the world, my sweet is who gets eaten and who gets to eat.
What’s one more body in the grand scheme of things?
Attend the tale of Sweeney Todd, his skin was pale and his eye was odd.
There’s a light in the darkness of everybody’s life.
Mrs. Lovett, you’re a bloody wonder! Embroidering cushions, is that what you call enterprise?
Seems an awful waste…such a nice, plump frame, what’s-his-name, has…
The worst pies in London!
And I’ll polish them off in no time flat, I’ll make a neat little hat for a rat.
There was a barber and his wife, and she was beautiful.
A customer! Wait, what’s your rush, what’s your hurry? You gave me such a…fright, I thought you was a ghost!
No one’s in the chair, come on! Come on!
At last! My right arm is complete again!
To seek revenge may lead to hell, but everyone does it and seldom as well.
There’s a dark, thin winding stairway, near a ruined churchyard, there’s a bell tower that’s overgrown, with thick creeping plants. There’s a trapdoor on the landing, hidden underneath the bed.
There’s no place like London.
Feeling anxious? Being watched? Better pray all your prayers are done, little man. There’s a hole in the world like a great black pit, and it’s filled with people who are filled with shit.
The years no doubt have changed me, sir, but then I suppose the face of a barber adorned with cuts and scratches wouldn’t have much appeal.
Not today! He’ll not be making pies out of OUR bums!
Not Barker, not Barker! Todd, you are the plague!
Watch ’em all shuffle along, see ’em all shuffle along. Never a lick of sense, nor a wisp of wit.
Easy now, hush love, hush. I keep telling you hush.
There’s a hole in the world like a great black pit, and the vermin of the world inhabit it.
Toby, where’s your broom?
Live your life with no regrets, or you’ll be stuck grinding meat.
There’s a hole in the world like a great black pit, and it’s filled with people who are filled with shit.
The history of the world, my sweet, is who gets eaten and who gets to eat.
There’s a hole in the world like a great black pit, and it’s filled with people who are filled with shit.
Attend the tale of Sweeney Todd, his skin was pale and his eye was odd.
No, you see, sir, you’d never think it, but Sweeney’s quiet, Sweeney’s smooth.
They all deserve to die. Tell you why, Mrs. Lovett, tell you why!
To seek revenge may lead to hell, but everyone does it and seldom as well.
Not Barker! That man is dead. It’s Todd now. Sweeney Todd. And he will have his revenge.
I have sailed the world, beheld its wonders, from the Dardanelles to the mountains of Peru. But there’s no place like London.
God, that’s good. How about a shave?
Seems an awful waste…such a nice, plump frame, what’s-his-name, has…
Judge Turpin, you’ve got Judge Turpin! He’s the one! He raped my wife and ruined my life!
Easy now, hush love, hush. I keep telling you hush.
There’s a hole in the world like a great black pit, and the vermin of the world inhabit it.
Attend the tale of Sweeney Todd, his skin was pale and his eye was odd.
There’s a hole in the world like a great black pit, and the vermin of the world inhabit it.
Attend the tale of Sweeney Todd, his skin was pale and his eye was odd.
There’s a light in the darkness of everybody’s life.
Not Barker, not Barker! Todd, you are the plague!
Attend the tale of Sweeney Todd, his skin was pale and his eye was odd.
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