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von Stephen Sondheim
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Mrs. Lovett(spoken)
It′s not much of a chair but it'll do. Was was me poor Albert′s chair. Sat in it all day long he did till half his leg give
Out with gout.
Sweeney Todd (spoken)
Why doesn't the beadle come? Before the week is out. That's what he said.
Mrs. Lovett (spoken)
He said before the week is out′. It′s only Tuesday.
(Sung)
Easy now,
Hush, love, hush,
Don't distress yourself,
What′s your rush?
Keep your thoughts
Nice and lush,
Wait.
Hush, love, hush,
Think it through.
Once it bubbles, then
What's to do?
Watch it close.
Let it brew.
Wait.
I′ve been thinkin' flowers,
Maybe daisies,
To brighten up the room!
Don′t you think some flowers,
Pretty daisies,
Might relieve the gloom?
Ah, wait,
Love, wait.
Sweeney Todd (spoken)
And the judge? When will I get to him?
Mrs. Lovett (spoken)
Can't you think of nothin' else?
Always broodin′ away on your wrongs
What happened heaven knows how many years ago!
(Sung)
Slow, love, slow.
Time′s so fast.
Now goes quickly, see
Now it's past!
Soon will come,
Soon will last.
Wait.
Don′t you know,
Silly man?
Half the fun is to
Plan the plan!
All good things
Come to those who can
Wait.
Gillyflowers, maybe,
'Stead of daisies...
I dunno though...
What do you think?
Mrs. Lovett(spoken)
It′s not much of a chair but it'll do. Was was me poor Albert′s chair. Sat in it all day long he did till half his leg give
Out with gout.
Sweeney Todd (spoken)
Why doesn't the beadle come? Before the week is out. That's what he said.
Mrs. Lovett (spoken)
He said before the week is out′. It′s only Tuesday.
(Sung)
Easy now,
Hush, love, hush,
Don't distress yourself,
What′s your rush?
Keep your thoughts
Nice and lush,
Wait.
Hush, love, hush,
Think it through.
Once it bubbles, then
What's to do?
Watch it close.
Let it brew.
Wait.
I′ve been thinkin' flowers,
Maybe daisies,
To brighten up the room!
Don′t you think some flowers,
Pretty daisies,
Might relieve the gloom?
Ah, wait,
Love, wait.
Sweeney Todd (spoken)
And the judge? When will I get to him?
Mrs. Lovett (spoken)
Can't you think of nothin' else?
Always broodin′ away on your wrongs
What happened heaven knows how many years ago!
(Sung)
Slow, love, slow.
Time′s so fast.
Now goes quickly, see
Now it's past!
Soon will come,
Soon will last.
Wait.
Don′t you know,
Silly man?
Half the fun is to
Plan the plan!
All good things
Come to those who can
Wait.
Gillyflowers, maybe,
'Stead of daisies...
I dunno though...
What do you think?
Writer(s): Stephen Sondheim Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com