Various Artists - The Contest lyrics

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Various Artists - The Contest lyrics

[PIRELLI, sung] 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 the nerve-a to say My elixir is piss! Who says this? [TODD, spoken] I do. I'm Mr. Sweeney Todd from Fleet Street. I have opened a bottle of Pirelli's Elixir and I say to you, it is nothing but An arrant fraud, concocted from piss and ink. Furthermore, Signor, I have serviced no kings, yet I wager that I can shave a Cheek with ten times more dexterity than any street mountebank [PIRELLI, spoken] You hear dis foolish man? Now please you will see how he will-a regret-a his-a folly! [TODD, spoken] Who's for a free shave? Will Beadle Bamford be the judge? [BAMFORD, spoken] Glad, as always to oblige my friends and neighbors. The fastest, smoothest shave, is the winner! [PIRELLI, sung] Now signorini, signori We mix-a da lather But first-a you gather Around signorini, signori You looking a man Who have had-a da glory To shave-a da pope Mister Sweeney, whoever I beg-a your pardon You'll probably say it was only a cardinal NOPE! It was-a da Pope! To shave-a da face To cut-a da hair Require a grace Require da flare For if-a you slip You nick da skin You clip-a da chin You rip-a the lip a bit beyond-a repair To shave-a da face Or even a part Widout it-a smart Require da heart Not just-a da flash It take-a panache It take-a da pa**ion for da art To shave-a da face To trim-a da beard To make-a da bristle Clean like a whistle Dis is from early infancy Da talent give to me by God It take-a da sk** It take-a da brains It take-a da will To take-a da pains It take-a da pace It take-a da graaaaaaaaaaaaace [BAMFORD, spoken] The winner—is Todd!