God, That's Good!

Ladies and gentlemen May I have your attention, puh-lease? Are your nostrils a-quiver and tingling as well At that delicate, luscious ambrosial smell? Yes they are, I can tell Well, ladies and gentlemen That aroma enriching the breeze Is like nothing compared to its succulent source As the gourmets among you will tell you, of course Ladies and gentlemen You can't imagine the rapture in store Just inside of this door! There you'll sample Mrs. Lovett's meat pies Savoury and sweet pies, as you'll see You who eat pies, Mrs. Lovett's meat pies Conjure up the treat pies used to be Toby! (Coming!) Ale, there! (Right, Mum!) Quick now! Nice to see you, dearie How are you been keeping? Cor, me bones is weary Toby, one for the gentleman! Hear the birdies cheeping Helps to keep it cheery Toby, throw the old woman out! What's my secret? Frankly, dear, forgive my candor Family secret All to do with herbs Things like bein' careful with your coriander That's what makes the gravy grander! Eat them slow and feel the crust, how thin I (she) rolled it Eat them slow 'cause every one's a prize Eat them slow 'cause that's the lot and now we've sold it Come again tomorrow, hold it! Bless my eyes Fresh supplies How about it, dearie (is that a pie fit for a king?) Be here in a twinkling (a wondrous sweet) Just confirms my theory (and most delectable thing) Toby, God watches over us Didn't have an inkling (you see, Mum?) Positively eerie (why, there is no meat pie) Toby, throw the old woman out!