Sweeney Todd: "At your service... An honour to receive
your patronage, my lord."
Judge Turpin: "Do you know me, sir?"
Sweeney Todd: "Who in this wide world does not know the
great Judge Turpin? And what may I do for
you today, sir? A stylish trimming of the hair?
A soothing skin massage? Sit, sir, sit."
Judge Turpin: You see, sir, a man infatuate with love
Her ardent and eager slave
So fetch the pomade and pumice stone
And lend a more seductive tone
A sprinkling perhaps of French cologne
But first, sir, I think-- a shave
Sweeney Todd: The closest I ever gave
Judge Turpin: "You're in a merry mood today, Mr. Todd."
Sweeney Todd: 'Tis your delight, sir, catching fire
From one man to the next
Judge Turpin: 'Tis true, sir, love can still inspire
The blood to pound, the heart leap higher
What more--