Songtexte Johanna - Johnny Depp , Laura Michelle Kelly , Jamie Campbell Bower
                                                    I 
                                                feel 
                                                you 
                                                Johanna
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                feel 
                                                you
 
                                    
                                
                                                Do 
                                                they 
                                                think 
                                                that 
                                                walls 
                                                can 
                                                hide 
                                                you?
 
                                    
                                
                                                Even 
                                                now 
                                                I′m 
                                                at 
                                                you 
                                                window
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                am 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                dark 
                                                beside 
                                                you
 
                                    
                                
                                                Buried 
                                                sweetly 
                                                in 
                                                your 
                                                yellow 
                                                hair
 
                                    
                                
                                                Johanna
 
                                    
                                
                                                Sweeney 
                                                Todd:
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                are 
                                                you 
                                                beautiful 
                                                and 
                                                pale,
 
                                    
                                
                                                With 
                                                yellow 
                                                hair,
 
                                    
                                
                                                Like 
                                                her?
 
                                    
                                
                                                I'd 
                                                want 
                                                you 
                                                beautiful 
                                                and 
                                                pale
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                way 
                                                I′ve 
                                                dreamed 
                                                you 
                                                were
 
                                    
                                
                                                Johanna
 
                                    
                                
                                                Johanna
 
                                    
                                
                                                Sweeney 
                                                Todd:
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                if 
                                                you're 
                                                beautiful, 
                                                what 
                                                then,
 
                                    
                                
                                                With 
                                                yellow 
                                                hair,
 
                                    
                                
                                                Like 
                                                wheat?
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                think 
                                                we 
                                                shall 
                                                not 
                                                meet 
                                                again
 
                                    
                                
                                                My 
                                                little 
                                                dove
 
                                    
                                
                                                My 
                                                sweet
 
                                    
                                
                                                Johanna
 
                                    
                                
                                                I'll 
                                                steal 
                                                you
 
                                    
                                
                                                Johanna
 
                                    
                                
                                                Sweeney 
                                                Todd:
 
                                    
                                
                                                Good-bye 
                                                Johanna
 
                                    
                                
                                                You′re 
                                                gone 
                                                and 
                                                yet 
                                                you′re 
                                                mine
 
                                    
                                
                                                I'm 
                                                fine 
                                                Johanna
 
                                    
                                
                                                I′m 
                                                fine
 
                                    
                                
                                                Johanna
 
                                    
                                
                                                Beggar 
                                                Woman:
 
                                    
                                
                                                Smoke!
 
                                    
                                
                                                Smoke!
 
                                    
                                
                                                Sign 
                                                of 
                                                the 
                                                Devil!
 
                                    
                                
                                                Sign 
                                                of 
                                                the 
                                                Devil!
 
                                    
                                
                                                C'iy 
                                                on 
                                                fire!
 
                                    
                                
                                                Witch!
 
                                    
                                
                                                    A 
                                                witch!
 
                                    
                                
                                                Smell 
                                                that 
                                                Sir?
 
                                    
                                
                                                An 
                                                evil 
                                                smell!
 
                                    
                                
                                                Ev′ry 
                                                night 
                                                at 
                                                the 
                                                Vesper's 
                                                Bell!
 
                                    
                                
                                                Smoke 
                                                that 
                                                comes 
                                                from 
                                                the 
                                                mouth 
                                                of 
                                                Hell!
 
                                    
                                
                                                C′iy 
                                                on 
                                                fire!
 
                                    
                                
                                                C'iy 
                                                on 
                                                fire!
 
                                    
                                
                                                Mischief!
 
                                    
                                
                                                Mischief!
 
                                    
                                
                                                Mischief!
 
                                    
                                
                                                Sweeney 
                                                Todd:
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                if 
                                                    I 
                                                never 
                                                hear 
                                                your 
                                                voice,
 
                                    
                                
                                                My 
                                                turtledove,
 
                                    
                                
                                                My 
                                                dear
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                still 
                                                have 
                                                reason 
                                                to 
                                                rejoyce,
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                way 
                                                ahead 
                                                is 
                                                clear
 
                                    
                                
                                                Johanna
 
                                    
                                
                                                Anthony 
                                                (same 
                                                time 
                                                as 
                                                Mr.Todd):
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                feel 
                                                you
 
                                    
                                
                                                Johanna
 
                                    
                                
                                                Sweeney 
                                                Todd:
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                darkness
 
                                    
                                
                                                When 
                                                I'm 
                                                blind 
                                                with 
                                                what 
                                                    I 
                                                can′t 
                                                forget
 
                                    
                                
                                                It′s 
                                                always 
                                                morning 
                                                in 
                                                my 
                                                mind
 
                                    
                                
                                                My 
                                                little 
                                                lamb
 
                                    
                                
                                                My 
                                                pet
 
                                    
                                
                                                Johanna
 
                                    
                                
                                                You 
                                                stay 
                                                Johanna
 
                                    
                                
                                                (Anthony: 
                                                Johanna)
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                way 
                                                I've 
                                                dreamed 
                                                you 
                                                are
 
                                    
                                
                                                Oh 
                                                look 
                                                Johanna
 
                                    
                                
                                                    A 
                                                star
 
                                    
                                
                                                (Anthony: 
                                                Buried 
                                                sweetly 
                                                in 
                                                your 
                                                yellow 
                                                hair)
 
                                    
                                
                                                    A 
                                                shooting 
                                                star
 
                                    
                                
                                                Beggar 
                                                Woman:
 
                                    
                                
                                                There!
 
                                    
                                
                                                There!
 
                                    
                                
                                                Somebody!
 
                                    
                                
                                                Somebody!
 
                                    
                                
                                                Look 
                                                up 
                                                there!
 
                                    
                                
                                                Didn′t 
                                                    I 
                                                tell 
                                                you?
 
                                    
                                
                                                Smell 
                                                that 
                                                air!
 
                                    
                                
                                                C'iy 
                                                on 
                                                fire!
 
                                    
                                
                                                Quick! 
                                                Sir!
 
                                    
                                
                                                Run 
                                                and 
                                                tell!
 
                                    
                                
                                                More 
                                                and 
                                                more 
                                                like 
                                                    a 
                                                witch′s 
                                                spell!
 
                                    
                                
                                                There 
                                                it 
                                                is!
 
                                    
                                
                                                There 
                                                it 
                                                is!
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                unholy 
                                                smell!
 
                                    
                                
                                                Tell 
                                                it 
                                                to 
                                                the 
                                                Beadle, 
                                                and 
                                                police 
                                                as 
                                                well!
 
                                    
                                
                                                Tell 
                                                'em!
 
                                    
                                
                                                Tell 
                                                ′em!
 
                                    
                                
                                                Help!
 
                                    
                                
                                                Please!
 
                                    
                                
                                                C'iy 
                                                on 
                                                fire!
 
                                    
                                
                                                C'it 
                                                on 
                                                fire!
 
                                    
                                
                                                Mischief!
 
                                    
                                
                                                Mischief!
 
                                    
                                
                                                Sweeney 
                                                Todd:
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                though 
                                                I′ll 
                                                think 
                                                of 
                                                you, 
                                                    I 
                                                guess
 
                                    
                                
                                                Until 
                                                the 
                                                day 
                                                    I 
                                                die
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                think 
                                                    I 
                                                miss 
                                                you 
                                                less 
                                                and 
                                                less
 
                                    
                                
                                                As 
                                                everyday 
                                                goes 
                                                by
 
                                    
                                
                                                Johanna
 
                                    
                                
                                                Johanna
 
                                    
                                
                                                Sweeney 
                                                Todd:
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                you′d 
                                                be 
                                                beautiful 
                                                and 
                                                pale
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                look 
                                                too 
                                                much 
                                                like 
                                                her
 
                                    
                                
                                                If 
                                                only 
                                                angels 
                                                could 
                                                prevail
 
                                    
                                
                                                We'd 
                                                be 
                                                the 
                                                way 
                                                we 
                                                were
 
                                    
                                
                                                Johanna
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                feel 
                                                you
 
                                    
                                
                                                Johanna
 
                                    
                                
                                                Sweeney 
                                                Todd:
 
                                    
                                
                                                Wake 
                                                up,
 
                                    
                                
                                                Johanna
 
                                    
                                
                                                Another 
                                                bright 
                                                red 
                                                day
 
                                    
                                
                                                We 
                                                learn 
                                                Johanna
 
                                    
                                
                                                To 
                                                say
 
                                    
                                
                                                Good-bye
 
                                    
                                
                                                I′ll 
                                                steal 
                                                you
 
                                    
                                 
                            
                                Album
                                
Sweeney Todd, The Demon Barber of Fleet Street, The Motion Picture Soundtrack (deluxe version)                                
                                
                                    
                         Veröffentlichungsdatum
 17-12-2007
                            1 Opening Title
2 No Place Like London
3 The Worst Pies in London
4 Poor Thing
5 My Friends
6 Green Finch and Linnett Bird
7 Alms Alms
8 Johanna
9 Pirelli's Miracle Elixir
10 The Contest
11 Wait
12 Ladies in Their Sensitivities
13 Pretty Women
14 Epiphany
15 A Little Priest
16 Johanna
17 God, That's Good!
18 By the Sea
19 Not While I'm Around
20 Final Scene
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