The Contest Lyrics

Pirelli:
I am Adolfo Pirelli,
Da king of da barbers,
Da barber of kings,
E buon giorno,good day,
I blow you a kiss!
And I,da so-famous Pirelli,
I wish-a to know-a
Who has-a da nerve-a to say
My elixir is p___!
Who says this?!

Todd:
I do.I am Mr.Sweeney Todd of Fleet Street.I have
opened a bottle of Pirelli 's elixir,and I say to you
that it is nothing but an errant fr aud,concocted fr om
p___ and ink.And furthermore -"Signor "-I have
serviced no kings,yet I wager I can shave a cheek with
ten times more dexterity than any street mountebank!

Pirelli:
You hear zis foolish man?Now,please,you will see
how he will regret his folly!

Todd:
Who 's for a fr ee shave?Will Beadle Bamford be
the judge?

Beadle:
Glad,as always,to oblige my fr iends and neighbors.
The fastest,smoothest shave is the winner.

Pirelli:
Now,signorini,signori,
We mix-a da lather
But fi rst-a you gather
Around,signorini,signori,
You looking a man
Who have had-a da glory
To shave-a da Pope!
Mr.Sweeney whoever -
I beg-a your pardon -'ll
Probably say it was only a cardinal -
Nope!
It was-a da Pope!

To shave-a da face,
to pull-a da toot,
Require da grace
and not-a da brute
For if you slip and nick-a da skin,
you clip-a da chin
You rip-a da lip a bit
And dats-a da trut!

To shave-a da face
or even a part
Widout it-a smart
require da heart
it takes-a da art
I show you a chrt
I study-a starting in my yout!

To cut-a da hair
To trim-a da beard
To make-a da bristle
Clean as a whistle
dis is from early infancy
Da talent give to me
By God--------

It take-a da skill
It take-a da brians
It take-a da will
It take-a da Pains
It take-a da pace
It take-a da grace------

Beadle:
The winner is Todd

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