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The Worst Pies in London (From the Musical "Sweeney Todd")
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Angela Lansbury
Angela Lansbury
Vocals
Original Broadway Cast of Sweeney Todd: The Demon Barber of Fleet Street
Original Broadway Cast of Sweeney Todd: The Demon Barber of Fleet Street
Performer
Sweeney Todd: The Demon Barber of Fleet Street Original Broadway Cast Orchestra
Sweeney Todd: The Demon Barber of Fleet Street Original Broadway Cast Orchestra
Performer
Paul Gemignani
Paul Gemignani
Conductor
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Stephen Sondheim
Stephen Sondheim
Composer
Jonathan Tunick
Jonathan Tunick
Orchestrator
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Thomas Z. Shepard
Thomas Z. Shepard
Producer
Jay David Saks
Jay David Saks
Assistant Producer

Lyrics

A customer!
Wait, what's your rush, what's your hurry?
You gave me such a fright, I thought you was a ghost
Half a minute, can't you sit? Sit you down, sit
All I meant is that I haven't seen a customer for weeks
Did you come here for a pie, sir?
Do forgive me if me head's a little vague (eugh, what is that?)
Bet you'd think we had the plague
From the way that people keep avoiding, no, you don't
Heaven knows I try, sir (eugh)
But there's no one comes in even to inhale
Right you are, sir, would you like a drop of ale?
Mind you, I can't hardly blame them
These are probably the worst pies in London
I know why nobody cares to take them
I should know, I make them, but good? No
The worst pies in London
Even that's polite, the worst pies in London
If you doubt it, take a bite
Is that just disgusting?
You have to concede it
It's nothing but crusting
Here, drink this, you'll need it
The worst pies in London
And no wonder with the price of meat
What it is, when you get it
Never thought I'd live to see the day
Men'd think it was a treat, finding poor animals
What are dying in the street
Mrs. Mooney has a pie shop
Does her business, but I've noticed something weird
Lately all the neighbors' cats have disappeared
Have to hand it to her, what I calls enterprise
Poppin' pussies into pies
Wouldn't do in my shop
Just the thought of it's enough to make you sick
And I'm tellin' you, them pussycats is quick
No denying times is hard, sir
Even harder than the worst pies in London
Only lard and nothing more
Is that just revolting?
All greasy and gritty
It looks like it's molting
And tastes like, well, pity
A woman alone
With limited wind
And the worst pies in London
Ah, sir, times is hard
Times is hard
Written by: Stephen Sondheim

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