| Attend the tale of Sweeney Todd.
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| His skin was pale and his eye was odd.
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| He shaved the faces of gentlemen
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| Who never thereafter were heard of again.
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| He trod a path that few have trod
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| Did Sweeney Todd?
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| The Demon Barber of Fleet Street.
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| He kept a shop in London town.
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| Of fancy clients and good renown
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| And what if none of their souls were saved
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| They went to their maker impeccably shaved.
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| By Sweeney, by Sweeney Todd
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| The Demon Barber of Fleet Street.
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| Swing your razor wide!
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| Sweeney, hold it to the skies.
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| Freely flows the blood of those who moralize.
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| Sweeney
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| Sweeney
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| His needs were few, his room was bare.
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| A lavabo and a fancy chair.
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| A mug of suds, and a leather strop,
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| An apron, a towel, a pail, and a mop.
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| For neatness he deserved a nod,
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| Did Sweeney Todd?
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| The Demon Barber of Fleet Street.
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| Inconspicuous Sweeney was,
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| Quick, and quiet and clean he was.
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| Back of his smile, under his word,
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| Sweeney heard music that nobody heard.
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| Sweeney pondered and Sweeney planned,
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| Like a perfect machine he planned.
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| Sweeney was smooth, Sweeney was subtle,
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| Sweeney would blink, and rats would scuttle
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| Sweeney was smooth, Sweeney was subtle
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| Sweeney would blink, and rats would scuttle
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| Sweeney was smooth, Sweeney was subtle,
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| Sweeney would blink, and rats would scuttle
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| Sweeney! |
| Sweeney! |
| Sweeney! |
| Sweeney!
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| Sweeney!
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| Attend the tale of Sweeney Todd!
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| Attend the tale of Sweeney Todd!
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| He served a dark and avengeful God!
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| He served a dark and avengeful God!
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| What happened then, well that’s the play,
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| And he wouldn’t want us to give it away…
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| Not Sweeney
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| Not Sweeney Todd
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| The demon barber of Fleet…
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| Street
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| Sweeney! |
| Sweeney!
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| Sweeney! |
| Sweeney!
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| Sweeney! |
| Sweeney! |