My Friends
Johnny Depp
3:49Seems a downright shame Shame? Seems an awful waste Such a nice, plump frame What's his name has? Had, has, nor it can't be traced Business needs a lift Debts to be erased Think of it as thrift, as a gift If you get my drift Seems an awful waste I mean, with the price of meat, what it is When you get it, if you get it Good, you got it Take, for instance, Mrs. Mooney and her pie shop! Business never better using only pussycats and toast Now what pussy's good for maybe six or seven at the most? And I'm sure they can't compare as far as taste Mrs. Lovett, what a charming notion Well, it does seem a white (eminently practical, and yet appropriate) As always, Mrs. Lovett, how I've lived without you all these years I'll never know how delectable Think about it, lots of other gentlemen Will soon be coming for a shave (also undetectable) Won't they? Think of all of the pies (how joyous, how rare) For what's the sound of the world out there? What, Mr. Todd? What, Mr. Todd? What is that sound? Those crunching noises pervading the air Yes, Mr. Toad, yes, Mr. Toad, yes, all around It's man devouring man, my dear And who are we to deny it in here? What is that? It's priest, have a little priest Is it really good? Sir, it's too good, at least Then again, they don't commit the sin of the flesh So it's pretty fresh Awful lot of fat Only where it sat Haven't you got poet or something like that? No, you see, the trouble with poet is How do you know it's deceased? Try the priest Lawyer's rather nice If it's for a price Order something else, though, to follow Since no one should swallow it twice Anything that's lean? 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 Is that squire on the fire? Mercy, no, sir, look closer You'll notice it's grocer Looks thicker, more like vicar No, it has to be grocer It's green! The history of the world, my love Save a lot of graves, do a lot of relatives favors Is those below serving those up above? Everybody shaves, so there should be plenty of flavors How gratifying for once to know That those above will serve those down below What is that? It's fop, finest in the shop Oh, we have some shepherd's pie peppered With actual shepherd on top And I've just begun It's the politician, so oily It's served with a doily, have one Put it on a bun Well, you never know if it's going to run Try the friar Fried, it's drier No, the clergy is really too coarse and too mealy Then actor, it's compacter Ah, but always arrives overdone I'll come again when you have judge on the menu Have charity towards the world, my pet Yes, yes, I know, my love We'll take the customers that we can get High-born and low, my love We'll not discriminate great from small No, we'll serve anyone (We'll serve anyone) meaning anyone And to anyone at all