The Worst Pies In London (Live)歌词由Michael Ball&Maria Friedman演唱,出自专辑《Stephen Sondheim’s Old Friends: A Celebration (Live at the Sondheim Theatre)》,下面是《The Worst Pies In London (Live)》完整版歌词!
The Worst Pies In London (Live)歌词完整版
The Worst Pies In London (Live) - Michael Ball/Maria Friedman
Lyrics by:Stephen Sondheim
Composed by:Stephen Sondheim
Produced by:Cameron Mackintosh/Lee McCutcheon/Stephen Metcalfe
Ooo a customer
Wait
What's your rush
What's your hurry
You gave me such a fright
I thought you was a ghost
Half a minute can't you sit
Sit you down sit
All I meant is
That I haven't seen a customer for weeks
Did you come here for a pie sir
Do forgive me if me head's a little vague
Ooh what is that
But you'd think we'd had the plague
From the way that people keep avoiding
No you don't
Heaven knows I try sir
But there's no one comes in even to inhale
Ah right you are sir
Would you like a drop of ale
Mind you I can hardly blame them
These are probably the worst pies in london
I know why nobody cares to take them
I should know
I make 'em
But good no
The worst pies in london
Even that's polite
The worst pies in london
If you doubt it take a bite
Good
Is that just disgusting
You have to concede it
It's nothing but crusting spain
Here drink this you'll need it
The worst pies in london
And no wonder with the price of meat
What it is
When you get it
Never thought I'd live to see the day
Men'd think it
Was a treat findin' poor animals
What are dyin' in the street
Mrs Mooney has a pie shop
Does her business
But I notice something weird
Lately
All her neighbors cats have disappeared
Have to hand it to her
What I calls enterprise
Poppin' pussies into pies
Wouldn't do in my shop
Just the thought of it's
Enough to make you sick
And I'm telling you
Them p***ycats is quick
No denying times is hard sir
Even harder than the worst pies in london
Only lard and nothing more
Is that just revolting
All greasy and gritty
It looks like it's molting
And tastes like well pity
A woman alone
With limited wind
And the worst pies in london
Ah sir
Times is hard
Times is hard