| [Mrs. Lovett (spoken)] | |
| It's not much of a chair but it'll do. | |
| Was me poor Albert's chair. | |
| Sat in it all day long he did till half his leg give out with gout. | |
| [Sweeney Todd (spoken)] | |
| Why doesn't the beadle come? | |
| Before the week is out. | |
| That's what he said. | |
| [Mrs. Lovett (spoken)] | |
| He said 'before the week is out'. | |
| It's only Tuesday. | |
| (sung) | |
| Easy now, | |
| Hush, love, hush, | |
| Don't distress yourself, | |
| What's your rush? | |
| Keep your thoughts | |
| Nice and lush, | |
| Wait. | |
| Hush, love, hush, | |
| Think it through. | |
| Once it bubbles, then | |
| What's to do? | |
| Watch it close. | |
| Let it brew. | |
| Wait. | |
| I've been thinkin' flowers, | |
| Maybe daisies, | |
| To brighten up the room! | |
| Don't you think some flowers, | |
| Pretty daisies, | |
| Might relieve the gloom? | |
| Ah, wait, | |
| Love, wait. | |
| [Sweeney Todd (spoken)] | |
| And the judge? When will I get to him? | |
| [Mrs. Lovett (spoken)] | |
| Can't you think of nothin' else? | |
| Always broodin' away on your wrongs | |
| what happened heaven knows how many years ago! | |
| (sung) | |
| Slow, love, slow. | |
| Time's so fast. | |
| Now goes quickly, see | |
| Now it's past! | |
| Soon will come, | |
| Soon will last. | |
| Wait. | |
| Don't you know, | |
| Silly man? | |
| Half the fun is to | |
| Plan the plan! | |
| All good things | |
| Come to those who can | |
| Wait. | |
| Gillyflowers, maybe, | |
| 'Stead of daisies... | |
| I dunno though... | |
| What do you think? |