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[00:00.96]A customer?
[00:01.83]Wait! What's your rush?
[00:02.96]What's your hurry?
[00:03.90]You gave me such a fright
[00:05.21]I thought you was a ghost!
[00:06.22]Half a minute, can't you sit?
[00:07.52]Sit you down. Sit!
[00:08.92]All I meant is that I haven't seen a customer for weeks!
[00:11.64]Did you come here for a pie, sir?
[00:14.18]Do forgive me if me head's a little vague
[00:16.75]What was that?
[00:17.44]But you'd think we'd have the plague!
[00:19.42]From the way that people keep avoiding
[00:21.37]No, you don't!
[00:22.13]Heaven knows I try, sir!
[00:24.70]But there's no one comes in even to inhale
[00:27.50]Right you are, sir, would you like a drop of ale?
[00:30.41]Mind you, I can hardly blame them
[00:33.68]These are probably the worst pies in London
[00:37.98]I know why nobody cares to take them
[00:40.68]I should know, I make them
[00:42.80]But good? No!
[00:44.12]The worst pies in London
[00:47.00]Even that's polite
[00:48.22]The worst pies in London
[00:51.04]If you doubt it, take a bite
[00:54.17]Is that just disgusting?
[00:56.53]You have to concede it
[00:58.96]It's nothing but crusting
[01:01.19]Here, drink this, you'll need it
[01:03.56]The worst pies in London
[01:06.70]And no wonder with the price of meat
[01:08.51]What it is
[01:09.49]When you get it
[01:10.48]Never thought I'd live to see the day
[01:12.46]Men'd think it was a treat
[01:13.73]Finding poor animals
[01:15.64]What are dying in the street
[01:17.13]Mrs. Mooney has a pie shop
[01:19.60]Does her business, but I noticed something weird
[01:21.96]Lately all her neighbors' cats have disappeared
[01:24.53]Have to hand it to her
[01:25.81]What I calls enterprise
[01:27.75]Popping pussies into pies
[01:29.44]Wouldn't do in my shop
[01:31.73]Just the thought of it's enought to make you sick
[01:34.36]And I'm telling you them pussycats is quick
[01:37.45]No denying time is hard, sir!
[01:41.13]Even harder than the worst pies in London
[01:45.10]Only lard and nothing more
[01:46.51]Is that just revolting?
[01:48.70]All greasy and gritty
[01:51.15]It looks like it's molting
[01:53.28]And tates like
[01:55.42]Well, pity
[01:57.70]A woman alone!
[02:01.25]With limitied wind
[02:04.22]And the worst pies in London
[02:09.58]Ah, Sir
[02:12.21]Time is hard
[02:14.51]Time is hard!