" These are desperate times, Mrs. Lovett. And desperate measures are called for. "
" Here we are, hot out of the oven."
" What is that?"
It's priest
Have a little priest
Is it really good?
Sir, it's too good, at least
Then again the don't commit sins of the flesh
So it's pretty fresh
Awful lot of fat
Only where it sat
Haven't you got poet or something like that?
NO, you see the thing is with poet is how do you know it's deceased?
Try the priest
Lawyer's rather nice
If it's for a price
Order something else, though, to follow
Since no one should swallow it twice
Anything that's lean?
Well, then, if your British and loval you might enjoy Royal Marine
Anyway it's clean
Though, of course, it tastes of wherever it's been
Is that sqire on the fire?
Mercy, no, sir, look closer you'll notice it's grocer
Looks thicker, more like vicar
No, it has to be grocer
It's green
The history of the world, my love
Save a lot of graves
Do a lot of relatives favors
Is those below serving those up above
Everybody shaves
So there should be plenty of flavors
How gratifying for once to know
That those above will serve those down below
What is that?
It's fop
Finest in the shop
Or we have some shepherd's pie
Peppered with actual shepherd on top
And I've just begun
Here's the politition, so oily, it's served with a doily, have one
Put it on a bun
Well, you never know if it's going to run
Try the fier, fried, it's drier
No, the clergy is really too carse and too mealy
Then actor
It's compactor
Ah, but always arrives overdone.
I'll come again when you have judge on the menu
Have charity towards the world, my pet
Yes, yes, I know, my love
We'll take the customers that we can get
Hig-born and low, my love
We'll not discriminate great from small
No, we'll serve anyone
We'll serve anyone!
Meaning anyone!
And to anyone at all!
Have a little priest
Is it really good?
Sir, it's too good, at least
Then again the don't commit sins of the flesh
So it's pretty fresh
Awful lot of fat
Only where it sat
Haven't you got poet or something like that?
NO, you see the thing is with poet is how do you know it's deceased?
Try the priest
Lawyer's rather nice
If it's for a price
Order something else, though, to follow
Since no one should swallow it twice
Anything that's lean?
Well, then, if your British and loval you might enjoy Royal Marine
Anyway it's clean
Though, of course, it tastes of wherever it's been
Is that sqire on the fire?
Mercy, no, sir, look closer you'll notice it's grocer
Looks thicker, more like vicar
No, it has to be grocer
It's green
The history of the world, my love
Save a lot of graves
Do a lot of relatives favors
Is those below serving those up above
Everybody shaves
So there should be plenty of flavors
How gratifying for once to know
That those above will serve those down below
What is that?
It's fop
Finest in the shop
Or we have some shepherd's pie
Peppered with actual shepherd on top
And I've just begun
Here's the politition, so oily, it's served with a doily, have one
Put it on a bun
Well, you never know if it's going to run
Try the fier, fried, it's drier
No, the clergy is really too carse and too mealy
Then actor
It's compactor
Ah, but always arrives overdone.
I'll come again when you have judge on the menu
Have charity towards the world, my pet
Yes, yes, I know, my love
We'll take the customers that we can get
Hig-born and low, my love
We'll not discriminate great from small
No, we'll serve anyone
We'll serve anyone!
Meaning anyone!
And to anyone at all!
