Luyện nghe bài hát A Little Priest

Seems a shame

Seems an awful
Such a nice, frame

his name has
Had
Has
Nor it be traced!

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

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

Take for instance, Mrs. and her pie shop
Business never using only pussycats and toast
And a good for maybe six or seven at the most
And I'm sure can't compare as far as taste

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

Mrs. Lovett, how lived
Without you all these years, I'll never
How delectable, undetectable
Think it

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

How
How

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

Those crunching pervading the air
Yes, Mr. Todd, yes, Mr.
Yes, all
It's man man, my dear
And then who are we to deny it in

are desperate times
Mrs. Lovett and desperate measures are for
Here we are, now, hot out of the
What is

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

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

Not as as bishop, perhaps
But then
Not as as curate, either

And good for too
Always leaves you more
is
We only get it on

Lawyer's nice
If for a price
something else, though to follow
Since no one should swallow it

Anything lean
Well then, if you're British and
You might enjoy Royal
Anyway, clean

Though of course it tastes of it's been
Is squire on the fire?
Mercy, no sir, closer
You'll it's grocer

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

The history of the world, my
a lot of graves
Do a lot of relatives
Is below serving those up above

shaves
So there should be plenty of
How gratifying for once to
That those above will serve down below

Now let's see, we've got tinker
Something
Tailor? Paler, Butler?
Hotter, Locksmith?

Lovely bit of
for a lark

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

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

week, so I'm told
Beadle isn't bad till you it and
Notice 'ow, well, been greased
to priest

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

The history of the world, my
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 clear
That, but everybody goes down well with

Since doesn't appeal to you
'Ow about rear
Too salty, I prefer
With or his privates? 'With' is extra

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

And I've begun
the politician, so oily
It's with a doily
one, put it on a bun
Well, you never know if going to run

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

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

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

Have towards the world, my pet
Yes, yes, I know, my
take the customers that we can get
High-born and low, my

We'll not discriminate great from
No, we'll anyone
anyone
And to at all