God That's Good!

Toby: Ladies and gentlemenMay I have your attention, please?Are your nostrils aquiver and tingling As well at that delicate, luscious ambrosial smell?Yes they are, I can tellWell, ladies and gentlemenThat aroma enriching the breezeIs like nothing compared to its succulent source As the gourmets among you will tell you, of courseLadies and gentlemenYou can't imagine the rapture in store…Just inside of this door!There you'll sample Mrs. Lovett's meat piesSavoury and sweet pies, as you'll seeYou who eat pies - Mrs. Lovett's meat piesConjure up the treat pies used to beMrs. Lovett: 'Toby!Toby: 'Coming!Mrs. Lovett: 'Ale there!Toby: 'Right, Mum!Mrs. Lovett: 'Quick now!Nice to see you, dearie How are you been keepingCor, me bones is wearyToby! -- One for the gentleman Hear the birdies cheepingHelps to keep it cheeryToby! -- Throw the old woman out!What's my secretFrankly, dear, forgive my candorFamily secretAll to do with herbsThings like bein' careful with your corianderThat's what makes the gravy grander![Instrumental]BOTH: Eat them slow and feel the crust, how thin I (she) rolled itEat them slow 'cos every one's a prizeEat them slow 'cos that's the lot and now we've sold itCome again tomorrow!Mrs. Lovett: Hold it!Bless my eyes Fresh supplies[Simultaneously:] Mrs. Lovett: How about it, dearieBe here in a twinklingJust confirms my theory Toby! -- God watches over usDidn't have an inkling Positively eerie Toby: Is that a pie fit for a kingA wondrous sweet and most delectable thingYou see, Mum, why there is no meat pieMrs. Lovett: Toby! -- Throw the old woman out!