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