ANTHONY
I have sailed the world, beheld its wonders
From the dardinells to the mountains of Peru
But there's no place like London
SWEENEY TODD
No, there's no place like London
ANTHONY
Mr. Todd?
SWEENEY TODD
You are young, life has been kind to you
You will learn...
There's a hole in the world like a great black pit
And the vermin of the world inhabit it
And its morals aren't worth what a pin can spit
And it goes by the name of London
At the top of the hole sit the previliged few
Making mock of the vermin in the lonely zoo
Turning beauty to filth and greed
I too have sailed the world and seen its wonders
For the cruelty of men is as wondrous as Peru
But there's no place like London
ANTHONY
Is everything alright, Mr. Todd?
SWEENEY TODD
I beg your indulgence, Anthony, my mind is far from easy.
In these once-familiar streets, I feel shadows everywhere.
There was a barber and his wife, and she was beautiful
A foolish barber and his wife, she was his reason and his life
And she was beautiful and she was virtuous, and he was naive
There was another man who saw that she was beautiful
A pious vulture of the law who with a gesture of his claw
Removed the barber from his plate, then there was nothing but to wait
And she would fall, so soft, so young, so lost and oh so beautiful
ANTHONY
And the lady, sir, did she succumb?
SWEENEY TODD
Ah that was many years ago, I doubt if anyone would know
I'd like to thank you, Anthony.
If you hadn't spotted me, I would be lost on the ocean still.
ANTHONY
Will I see you again?
SWEENEY TODD
You might find me, if you like, around Fleet Street, I wouldn't wonder.
ANTHONY
Until then, my friend.
SWEENEY TODD
There's a hole in the world like a great black pit
And it's filled with people who are filled with shit
And the vermin of the world inhabit it