Luyện nghe bài hát A Little Priest

Seems a shame

Seems an waste
Such a nice, frame

Wot's his has
Had
Has
Nor it be traced!

needs a lift
Debts to be
Think of it as thrift as a
If you get my drift, no?

Seems an waste
I mean, the price of meat
it is? When you get it
If you get it
Hah
Good, you got it

Take for instance, Mrs. and her pie shop
Business never better using only pussycats and
And a good for maybe six or seven at the most
And I'm sure they compare as far as taste

Mrs. Lovett, what a notion
Well, it does seem a
practical
And yet appropriate as always, it's an

Mrs. Lovett, how lived
you all these years, I'll never know
How delectable, undetectable
about it

Lots of other
be comin' for a shave
Won't
Think of all pies

How
How

For what's the of the world out there?
What, Mr.
What, Mr.
is that sound?

Those noises pervading the air
Yes, Mr. Todd, yes, Mr.
Yes, all
It's man devouring man, my
And who are we to deny it in here?

These are desperate
Mrs. and desperate measures are called for
Here we are, now, hot out of the
is that?

It's priest, have a little
Is it really good? Sir, too good, at least
Then again, they don't commit sins of the
So pretty fresh

lot of fat only where it sat
Haven't you got poet, or like that?
No, y'see, the trouble poet is
'Ow do you it's deceased? Try the priest

Not as hearty as bishop,
But again
Not as bland as curate,

And for business too
leaves you wantin' more
is
We only get it on

Lawyer's rather
If it's for a
Order else, though to follow
Since no one should swallow it

Anything that's
Well then, if British and loyal
You enjoy Royal Marine
Anyway, it's

Though of course it of wherever it's been
Is that on the fire?
Mercy, no sir, look
You'll notice grocer

Looks thicker, more vicar
No, it has to be grocer, green

The of the world, my love
a lot of graves
Do a lot of favors
Is those serving those up above

Everybody
So there should be of flavors
How gratifying for to know
That those above will serve down below

Now see, here we've got tinker
pinker
Tailor? Paler, Butler?
Potter? Hotter,

Lovely bit of
Maybe for a

Then again there's
If you it cheap
And you it dark
Try the financier, of his career

That pretty rank
Well, he drank, it's a
Cashier, really sold
it was old
Have you any

week, so I'm told
Beadle bad till you smell it and
Notice 'ow, well, been greased
Stick to

Now then, might be a little bit stringy
But then of course fiddle player
No, this isn't fiddle player, it's piccolo
'Ow can you tell? It's hot then blow on it first

The of the world, my sweet
Oh, Mr. Todd, ooh, Mr.
does it tell?
Is who gets eaten, and who to eat

And, Mr. Todd, too, Mr.
Who gets to
But fortunately, it's also
That, but goes down well with beer

Since marine doesn't to you
'Ow about rear
Too salty, I prefer
With or without his privates? is extra

is that? It's fop
Finest in the
And we have some pie peppered
actual shepherd on top

And just begun
the politician, so oily
It's served a doily
one, put it on a bun
Well, you know if it's going to run

Try the
Fried, drier
No, the is really
Too coarse and too

actor, that's compacter
Yes, and always overdone
I'll come
When you judge on the menu

Wait, true, we don't have yet
But we've got something you might fancy even
What's Executioner

Have charity the world, my pet
Yes, yes, I know, my
We'll take the that we can get
and low, my love

We'll not discriminate from small
No, serve anyone
Meaning
And to at all