paroles de chanson A Little Priest (From "Sweeney Todd") - Paul Gemignani, Len Cariou & Angela Lansbury

MRS. LOVETT: Seems a downright shame...
TODD: Shame?
LOVETT: Seems an awful waste...
Such a nice, plump frame
Wot′s 'is name has...
Had...
Has!
Nor it can′t be traced...
Bus'ness needs a lift,
Debts to be erased...
Think of it as thrift,
As a gift,
If you get my drift!
No?
Seems an awful waste...
I mean, with the price of meat
What it is,
When you get it,
If you get it...
TODD: HAH!
LOVETT: Good, you got it!
Take, for instance, Mrs. Mooney and her pie shop!
Bus'ness never better using only pussycats and toast!
And a pussy′s good for maybe six or seven at the most!
And I′m sure they can't compare as far as taste!
TODD: Mrs. Lovett, what a charming notion
LOVETT: Well, it does seem a waste...
TODD: Eminently practical
And yet appropriate as always!
LOVETT: It′s an idea...
TODD: Mrs. Lovett, how I've lived
Without you all these years, I′ll never know!
How delectable!
Also undetectable!
LOVETT: Think about it!
Lots of other gentlemen'll
Soon be comin′ for a shave,
Won't they?
Think of
All them
Pies!
TODD: How choice!
How
Rare!
TODD: For what's the sound of the world out there?
LOVETT: What, Mr. Todd?
What, Mr. Todd?
What is that sound?
TODD: Those crunching noises pervading the air!
LOVETT: Yes, Mr. Todd!
Yes, Mr. Todd!
Yes, all around!
TODD: It′s man devouring man, my dear!
BOTH: And who are we to deny it in here?
TODD: (spoken) These are desperate times,
Mrs. Lovett, and desperate measures are called for!
LOVETT: Here we are, now! Hot out of the oven!
TODD: What is that?
LOVETT: It′s priest. Have a little priest.
TODD: Is it really good?
LOVETT: Sir, it's too good, at least!
Then again, they don′t commit sins of the flesh,
So it's pretty fresh.
TODD: Awful lot of fat.
LOVETT: Only where it sat.
TODD: Haven′t you got poet, or something like that?
LOVETT: No, y'see, the trouble with poet is
′Ow do you know it's deceased?
Try the priest!
TODD: (spoken) Heavenly!
Not as hearty as bishop, perhaps,
But then again, not as bland as curate, either!
LOVETT: And good for business, too -- always leaves you wantin' more!
Trouble is, we only get it on Sundays!
Lawyer′s rather nice.
TODD: If it′s for a price.
LOVETT: Order something else, though, to follow,
Since no one should swallow it twice!
TODD: Anything that's lean.
LOVETT: Well, then, if you′re British and loyal,
You might enjoy Royal Marine!
Anyway, it's clean.
Though of course, it tastes of wherever it′s been!
TODD: Is that squire,
On the fire?
LOVETT: Mercy no, sir, look closer,
You'll notice it′s grocer!
TODD: Looks thicker,
More like vicar!
LOVETT: No, it has to be grocer --
It's green!
TODD: The history of the world, my love --
LOVETT: Save a lot of graves,
Do a lot of relatives favors!
TODD: Is those below serving those up above!
LOVETT: Ev'rybody shaves,
So there should be plenty of flavors!
TODD: How gratifying for once to know
BOTH: That those above will serve those down below!
LOVETT: (spoken) Now let′s see, here... We′ve got tinker.
TODD: Something... pinker.
LOVETT: Tailor?
TODD: Paler.
LOVETT: Butler?
TODD: Subtler.
LOVETT: Potter?
TODD: Hotter.
LOVETT: Locksmith?
Lovely bit of clerk.
TODD: Maybe for a lark.
LOVETT: Then again there's sweep
If you want it cheap
And you like it dark!
Try the financier,
Peak of his career!
TODD: That looks pretty rank.
LOVETT: Well, he drank,
It′s a bank
Cashier.
Never really sold.
Maybe it was old.
TODD: Have you any Beadle?
LOVETT: Next week, so I'm told!
Beadle isn′t bad till you smell it and
Notice 'ow well it′s been greased...
Stick to priest!
(Spoken) Now then, this might be a little bit stringy,
But then of course it's... fiddle player!
TODD: No, this isn't fiddle player -- it′s piccolo player!
LOVETT: ′Ow can you tell?
TODD: It's piping hot!
LOVETT: Then blow on it first!
TODD: The history of the world, my sweet --
LOVETT: Oh, Mr. Todd,
Ooh, Mr. Todd,
What does it tell?
TODD: Is who gets eaten, and who gets to eat!
LOVETT: And, Mr. Todd,
Too, Mr. Todd,
Who gets to sell!
TODD: But fortunately, it′s also clear
BOTH: That ev'rybody goes down well with beer!
LOVETT: (spoken)Since marine doesn′t appeal to you, 'ow about... rear admiral?
TODD: Too salty. I prefer general.
LOVETT: With, or without his privates? "With" is extra.
TODD: What is that?
LOVETT: It′s fop.
Finest in the shop.
And we have some shepherd's pie peppered
With actual shepherd on top!
And I've just begun --
Here′s the politician, so oily
It′s served with a doily,
Have one!
TODD: Put it on a bun.
Well, you never know if it's going to run!
LOVETT: Try the friar,
Fried, it′s drier!
TODD: No, the clergy is really
Too coarse and too mealy!
Then actor,
That's compacter!
TODD: Yes, and always arrives overdone!
I′ll come again when you have JUDGE on the menu!
LOVETT: (spoken) Wait! True, we don't have judge yet,
But we′ve got something you might fancy even better.
TODD: What's that?
LOVETT: Executioner!
TODD: Have charity towards the world, my pet!
LOVETT: Yes, yes, I know, my love!
TODD: We'll take the customers that we can get!
LOVETT: High-born and low, my love!
TODD: We′ll not discriminate great from small!
No, we′ll serve anyone,
Meaning anyone,
BOTH: And to anyone
At all!