God, That's Good!

歌詞

TOBY: Ladies and gentlemen, may I have your attention please? Are your nostrils a-quiver and tingling as well at the delicate, luscious, ambrosial smell? Yes they are, I can tell Well, ladies and gentlemen, that aroma enriching the breeze Is like nothing compared to its succulent source as the gourmets among you will tell you of course Ladies and gentlemen you can't imagine the rapture in store Just inside of this door! There you'll sample Mrs. Lovett's meat pies savory and sweet pies as you'll see You, who eat pies Mrs. Lovett's meat pies conjure up the treat pies used to be MRS. LOVETT: Nice to see you dearie how have you been keeping? Cor, m'bones is weary! Toby, one for the gentleman hear the birdies cheeping helps to keep it cheery Toby, throw the old woman out! ENSEMBLE: God, that's good! MRS. LOVETT: What's your pleasure dearie? No we don't cut slices Cor, m'eyes is bleary Toby, none for the gentleman! I could up m'prices I'm a little leery Business couldn't be better though! ENSEMBLE: God, that's good! MRS. LOVETT: Knock on wood! SWEENEY: Psst! MRS. LOVETT: Excuse me SWEENEY: Psst! MRS. LOVETT: Dear, see to the customers SWEENEY: Psst! MRS. LOVETT: Yes? What love? Quick, though the trade is brisk SWEENEY: But its six o clock MRS. LOVETT: So its six o clock SWEENEY: It was due to arrive at a quarter to five and its six o clock! I've been waiting all day but it should have been here by now MRS. LOVETT: and its probably already down the block it will be here, it will be here have a pitcher of beer and it should've been here by now now ENSEMBLE: More hot pies! MRS. LOVETT: Will you wait there cooling 'Cause my customers truly are getting unruly SWEENEY: You come back when it comes! MRS. LOVETT: and what's your pleasure dearie? Oops I beg your pardon Just m'hands is smeary Toby, run for the gentleman down to Lover Garden always makes me teary must be one of them foreigners ENSEMBLE: God, that's good! That is delicious! MRS. LOVETT: What's my secret? Frankly dear, forgive my candor Family secret, all to do with herbs things like being careful with your coriander that's what makes the gravy grander! ENSEMBLE: More hot pies! More hot, more pies! SWEENEY: Psst! MRS. LOVETT: Excuse me SWEENEY: Psst! MRS. LOVETT: Dear, see to the customers SWEENEY: Psst! MRS. LOVETT: What now, love? Quick, though the trade is brisk SWEENEY: But its here MRS. LOVETT: Its where? SWEENEY: Coming up the stair MRS. LOVETT: I'll get rid of the slaughters they're still pretty hott it will soon be there SWEENEY: It's about to be open to don't you care? MRS. LOVETT: No Ill be there, I will be there but then none will get sold if I let them get cold SWEENEY: But we have to prepare! MRS. LOVETT: Oh and incidentally dearie you know Mrs. Mooney sales have been so dreary Toby, poor thing is penniless What about that loony, Lookin sort of beery? Oh well, got her comeuppance and that'll be thruppence ENSEMBLE: God, that's good! That is de-have-u-licious at the tasty smell such oh my god what's more that pie's good ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh SWEENEY: Is this a chair fit for a king? How wondrous sweet and most particular chair MRS.LOVETT: Its gorgeous, its gorgeous SWEENEY: You tell me where is a seat can half compare with this particular thing MRS. LOVETT: Its perfect, its gorgeous SWEENEY: I have a few minor adjustments MRS. LOVETT: You make your few minor adjustments SWEENEY: to make they'll take MRS. LOVETT: You take, your time SWEENEY: a moment MRS. LOVETT: I'll go see to the customers SWEENEY: I'll call you I have another friend TOBY: Is that a pie fit for a king? Oh wondrous sweet and most particular thing MRS. LOVETT: Its gorgeous its gorgeous TOBY: You see maam why there is no meat pie can compete with this delectable pie MRS. LOVETT: Its perfect its gorgeous TOBY: The crust all velvety and wavy MRS. LOVETT: The crust all velvety and wavy TOBY: that glaze, those crimps MRS. LOVETT: That glaze, those crimps TOBY: and then the thick succulent gravy SWEENEY: Then down they go The cellar waits below TOBY: one whiff will make me glimpse a wonder that we surrender SWEENEY: On with, the show SWEENEY: Psst! MRS. LOVETT: Excuse me SWEENEY: Psst! MRS. LOVETT: Dear, see to the customers SWEENEY: Psst! MRS. LOVETT: All set, love? SWEENEY: Hear me MRS. LOVETT: My heart's a flutter SWEENEY: When I pound the floor MRS. LOVETT: When you pound the floor SWEENEY: Its a signal to show that they're ready to go when I pound the floor MRS. LOVETT: Yes I know you told me you'd be ready to go when you pound the floor! Will you trust me? Will you trust me? SWEENEY: I just want to be sure MRS. LOVETT: I'll be waiting below for the whistle to blow SWEENEY: when I'm certain that you're in place I'll pound three times three times To warn you three times that means ENSEMBLE: Exactly more hot pies! God! More hot! right! More pies! More! Right! MRS. LOVETT: How about it dearie? be here in a twinkling just confirms my theory Toby, God watches over us sit and have an inkling Toby, throw the old woman out TOBY: (at same time as MRS. LOVETT) Is that a pie fit for a king? Oh wondrous sweet and most delectable thing you see maam why there is no meat pie ENSEMBLE: God, that's good! That is de-have-u-licious at the tasty smell such oh my god what's perfect more that pies such flavor God that's good!