2:18 gotta love the fact that the soundtrack has the sound of a clock bell at the word "London". Well done, Sondheim. Also, maybe the following lyrics "times is hard, times is hard" means to resamble the big ben's chimes as well...
Mrs. Lovett has a cockney accent in the musical when she’s speaking, it just became difficult to use and understand while she’s singing, so she goes back and forth between British and cockney. Her cockney accent is more apparent in A Little Priest.
A customer! Wait, what's your rush? What's your hurry? You gave me such a fright, I thought you was a ghost Half a minute, come here, sit, sit you down, sit All I meant is that I haven't seen a customer for weeks Did you come here for a pie, sir? Do forgive me if me head's a little vague What is that? But you think we had the plague From the way that people keep avoiding No, you don't Heaven knows I try, sir! But there's no one comes in even to inhale Right you are, sir, would you like a drop of ale? Mind you, I can't hardly blame them These are probably the worst pies in London I know why nobody cares to take them I should know, I make 'em, but good? No! The worst pies in London Even that's polite the worst pies in London If you doubt it, take a bite Is that just disgusting? You have to concede it It's nothing but crusting Here, drink this, you'll need it The worst pies in London And no wonder with the price of meat What it is? When you get it? Never Thought I'd live to see the day Men'd think it was a treat Findin' poor animals Wot are dyin' in the street Mrs. Mooney has a pie shop Does a business but I notice somethin' weird Lately all her neighbors' cats have disappeared Have to hand it to her, wot I calls Enterprise poppin' pussies into pies! Wouldn't do in my shop Just the thought of it's enough to make you sick And I'm tellin' you, them pussycats is quick No denyin' times is hard, sir Even harder than the worst pies in London Only lard and nothing more Is that just revolting All greasy and gritty? It looks like it's molting And tastes like, well, pity A woman alone with limited wind And the worst pies in London Ah, sir, times is hard Times is hard!
Letra: Un cliente!' Quieto ahí vaya prisa? Menudo susto Es como una aparición No se quiere usted sentar Siéntate sí! Hace meses que no entraba ni un cliente en mi local Quiere usted un pastel de carne No le extrañe si no estoy por la labor Que hay aquí? Es como una maldición Nadie compra nunca mis pasteles Donde vas?! Y aunque yo me esfuerzo No entra un alma, aquí, ni por casualidad Tome una cerveza para acompañar Y es normal porque yo sirvo El peor pastel de carne de Londres Si yo misma yo me llevo un chasco al cocerlos Que asco, comerlos los mas repugnantes Y eso es poco aún, son horripilantes Pruebe un poco y ya verá De repente es muy malo, No puede negarlo, Es todo corteza, Intente tragarlo. El peor de Londres. Y hay que ver la carne cómo está: Fijesé, vaya precios, mire, el mercado está fatal, si es como una bendición pasear, y encontrar un cadáver de animal mis is muni se hace rica todos compran sus pasteles sin parar, pero ahí hay gato encerrado de verdad ella los cocina con laurel y licor disimula su sabor yo jamás lo haría de pensarlo yo podría vomitar y los gatos no se dejan atrapar estos tiempos son mas duros que el peor pastel de carne de Londres solo grasa y nada mas por mas que me esfuerzo, por mas que lo intento no logro que pierda su aroma de mier.. … de pelo ¿quién me va a querer? Pasteles así Estos tiempos son duros Señor para mi, para mí. Escúpalo, hombre, escúpalo. Ahí mismo en el suelo Lo tengo hecho un asco Así me gusta, eso es escupir…
Sure! Here's a version entirely focused on Mark and his one eye: --- **Mark and His One Eye** Wait, what’s your rush, what’s your hurry? You gave me such a fright- It’s hard to miss, you’ve only got one eye! Half a minute, can’t you sit? Sit you down, sit All I meant is I’ve not seen a man with just one eye for weeks! Did you come here for a pie, sir? Do forgive me if me staring seems impolite What is that? Bet you hear it day and night “Where’s the other?” people ask you No, they don’t! Heaven knows I try, sir, Not to glance too much, but truly it’s unique Right you are, sir, does your depth perception leak? Mind you, I can hardly fault you Being one-eyed must be harder than my pies And that’s saying something, given how they terrify I should know, I bake 'em But good? No, the worst pies in London-they’re worse than one eye! The worst pies in London- You’ve survived them? Oh, you’re sly! Isn’t it exhausting? Having just the one, sir Always keeps you squinting Here, drink this, you’re done, sir The worst pies in London- And they match your tragic luck in life! What’s it like? Having just one Never thought I’d meet a man Who’s managing so well, Seeing half the world Like you’re living in a shell Mrs. Mooney’s got a pie shop But I bet she’s never served a bloke like you One good eye is all you’ve got, and yet it sees things true Have to hand it to you-what I calls resolve Living life with half to solve! Wouldn’t do in my case, I’d be bumping into every bloody wall And I’m tellin’ you, you’re strong to have it all! No denying times is hard, sir Even harder with just one eye to see Still, you’re here and carry on Isn’t that inspiring? So focused and steady, It’s almost admiring- And truly, Pity a woman like me Who can’t see success Like Mark and his one eye can see Ah, sir- Times is hard, Times is hard! --- This version keeps everything centered on Mark’s one eye and his ability to persevere! It’s playful while staying in line with the rhythm of the original lyrics.
왜! 뭐 이리 빨리 나가? 아, 깜짝이야 귀신인 줄 알았네! 좀 앉았다가요 네? 앉아요, 여기! 아니 그냥 오랜만에 손님보니 좋아서 파이 드시러 오셨수? 내가 이상해도 이해해줘요 으악! 이건 뭐야? 병 있는 줄 알겠네 사람들이 계속 피하니까.. 죽어라~ 열심히 사는데, 힉! 아무도 안 와요 그냥도 안와 후! 여깄어요, 술도 한 잔 드릴까? 손님 탓만 하긴 그래 런던에서 가장 최악의 파이 아무도 왜 안먹는지 알죠 내 솜씨, 내 건데 맛 없어 고약한 내 파이 고약이 뭐야 최악의 내 파이 일단 한 번 잡숴봐 많이 역겹나요 당신도 알겠죠 껍데기뿐이야 자 한 모금 해요, 최악의 내 파이 이게 다 고기때문이죠 넘 비싸 구할수도 절대 생각도 못했어요 길에서 죽어가는 동물들 건지면 내가 기뻐할 줄은 저쪽 무니 아줌마는 파이를 파는데 뭔가 이상해 주변 고양이들 다 사라졌죠 냅다 끝내줘요 성공한 사업가 고양이로 만든 파이 그렇게 난 못 해 생각만 해도 속이 울렁거려 걔네들이 얼마나 날렵한데 암튼 살기 힘든 때죠 파이보다 참기 힘든 이 세상 고긴 없고 기름뿐 토할 것 같나요? 기름은 역겹고 식감은 삐그덕 또 맛은 뭐 안 됐죠 여자 혼자 뭣도 없는데 최악의 파이만 있네 암튼 참 힘든 이 세상
Um cliente! Oi, entra aqui, qual a pressa Que susto, ai que dó Parece assombração Um minuto, pera aí Senta aqui, vem Faz um tempo que não entra mais cliente por aqui Já que entrou, quer uma torta? O senhor vai desculpando a confusão (O que é-) Pandemia já passou Mesmo assim ninguém mais vem na loja (Não vai não!) Deus do céu, eu tento Mas não entra um cristão nem pra sentar Tem razão, e o gogó não vai molhar Eu bem sei, ninguém tem culpa Talvez seja a torta mais ruim de Londres Essas torta é um total fracasso Eu acho Eu faço Mas boa? Hm A mais ruim de Londres Não dá pra negar A mais ruim de Londres Se duvida vem provar- (Argh!) É mesmo nojenta Cê morde, ela cresce É tão fedorenta Cê bebe e não desce A mais ruim de Londres E a carne com o preço que tá Veja só Não pensava nunca Que um dia eu ia ver Que o povo ia prender e matar Um animal Lá da rua pra comer A vizinha vende torta Uma coisa muito estranha aconteceu De repente os gato desapareceu E o negócio dela melhorou Nada mal Todas torta faz miau Mas eu não faria Seu estômago embrulhou só de pensar É que gato é tão difícil de pegar Esses tempo tão dureza Tão pior que a torta mais ruim de Londres Só tem banha e nada mais Não é revoltante? Gordura e carcaça Parece laxante E o gosto- (Argh!) Desgraça! E eu vivo tão só Sem ter pra onde ir Torta mais ruim de Londres... Ah, Deus Tempo ruim Tempo ruim
어이, 잠깐만!어딜가요? 엄마, 깜짝이야 귀신인줄 알았네 일단 이리와서 쫌 앉아요. 쫌! 아니 손님 구경한게 너무 오랜만이라 파이 하나 드릴까나? 내가 지금 내정신이 아니네. 응?!? 넌뭐야 조금 더럽긴해도 가게 문닫은건 아니에요,죽어라 죽어라고 해도!익!어째 손님들이 오질 않네요. 흐이 시원하게 맥주 한잔 줄까요? 그냥 팔자려니 하죠, 런던에서 가장 끔찍한 파이 이딴건 도데체 어떻게 파니? 어쩔까 서럽다 나 조차 거부한 이 파이 난 이걸 왜 만들었니? 돌았니? 한번 잡숴 보세요
A customer! Wait, what's your rush, what's your hurry? You gave me such a fright I thought you was a ghost Half a minute, can't you sit? Sit you down, sit All I meant is that I haven't seen a customer for weeks Did you come here for a pie, sir? Do forgive me if me head's a little vague What is that? Bet you'd think we had the plague From the way the people keep avoiding No, you don't Heaven knows I try, sir But there's no one even comes in, even to inhale Right you are, sir, would you like a drop of ale? Mind you, I can hardly blame them These are probably the worst pies in London I know why nobody cares to take them I should know, I make 'em But good? No, the worst pies in London, even that's polite The worst pies in London If you doubt it, take a bite Is that just disgusting? You have to concede it It's nothing but crusting Here drink this, you'll need it The worst pies in London And no wonder with the price of meat What it is, when you get it Never thought I'd live to see the day Men'd think it was a treat, finding poor animals What are dying in the street Mrs. Mooney has a pie shop Does her business but I noticed something weird Lately all her neighbors cats have disappeared Have to hand it to her, what I calls enterprise Poppin' pussies into pies Wouldn't do in my shop Just the thought of it's enough to make you sick And I'm tellin' you them pussy cats is quick No denying times is hard, sir Even harder than the worst pies in London Only lard and nothing more Is that just revolting? All greasy and gritty It looks like it's molting And tastes like Well, pity a woman alone With limited wind And the worst pies in London Ah, sir Times is hard Times is hard
2:18 gotta love the fact that the soundtrack has the sound of a clock bell at the word "London". Well done, Sondheim.
Also, maybe the following lyrics "times is hard, times is hard" means to resamble the big ben's chimes as well...
Yes!! Thank you! This is awesome
Its really not. There is not colored setting to que you as to when to sing so its confusing and lame...
I love this!!! If possible, please do "Not While I'm Around".
Thanks I am singing this song for the talent show and this helps
Yes! Thank you so much! I really like this song.
seriously? Theres no colored lettering to let you know when to sing....its awkward at best
Glad I can finally unleash the full awfulness of my local accent on this one. It’s not cockney, but it’s close enough to it-
I’m South West so I can relate 😂
I am American but I feel like if I had an accent it would have sounded better
Mrs. Lovett has a cockney accent in the musical when she’s speaking, it just became difficult to use and understand while she’s singing, so she goes back and forth between British and cockney.
Her cockney accent is more apparent in A Little Priest.
Could you do Pirelli’s miracle elixir karaoke from Sweeny Todd if that’s possible, love this video
Ah yes, the song about selling pee and ink in a jar to “rejuvenate your hair.”
A customer!
Wait, what's your rush? What's your hurry?
You gave me such a fright, I thought you was a ghost
Half a minute, come here, sit, sit you down, sit
All I meant is that I haven't seen a customer for weeks
Did you come here for a pie, sir?
Do forgive me if me head's a little vague
What is that?
But you think we had the plague
From the way that people keep avoiding
No, you don't
Heaven knows I try, sir!
But there's no one comes in even to inhale
Right you are, sir, would you like a drop of ale?
Mind you, I can't hardly blame them
These are probably the worst pies in London
I know why nobody cares to take them
I should know, I make 'em, but good? No!
The worst pies in London
Even that's polite the worst pies in London
If you doubt it, take a bite
Is that just disgusting?
You have to concede it
It's nothing but crusting
Here, drink this, you'll need it
The worst pies in London
And no wonder with the price of meat
What it is? When you get it? Never
Thought I'd live to see the day
Men'd think it was a treat
Findin' poor animals
Wot are dyin' in the street
Mrs. Mooney has a pie shop
Does a business but I notice somethin' weird
Lately all her neighbors' cats have disappeared
Have to hand it to her, wot I calls
Enterprise poppin' pussies into pies!
Wouldn't do in my shop
Just the thought of it's enough to make you sick
And I'm tellin' you, them pussycats is quick
No denyin' times is hard, sir
Even harder than the worst pies in London
Only lard and nothing more
Is that just revolting
All greasy and gritty?
It looks like it's molting
And tastes like, well, pity
A woman alone with limited wind
And the worst pies in London
Ah, sir, times is hard
Times is hard!
0:09 I’m auditioning for a part in my local play I do have the rehearsal tracks but I need to get the timing down
I sound terrible 😊 that was fun 😊
Letra:
Un cliente!'
Quieto ahí
vaya prisa?
Menudo susto
Es como una aparición
No se quiere usted sentar
Siéntate
sí!
Hace meses que no entraba ni un cliente en mi local
Quiere usted un pastel de carne
No le extrañe si no estoy por la labor
Que hay aquí?
Es como una maldición
Nadie compra nunca mis pasteles
Donde vas?!
Y aunque yo me esfuerzo
No entra un alma, aquí, ni por casualidad
Tome una cerveza para acompañar
Y es normal porque yo sirvo
El peor pastel de carne de Londres
Si yo misma yo me llevo un chasco al cocerlos
Que asco, comerlos los mas repugnantes
Y eso es poco aún, son horripilantes
Pruebe un poco y ya verá
De repente es muy malo,
No puede negarlo,
Es todo corteza,
Intente tragarlo.
El peor de Londres.
Y hay que ver la carne cómo está:
Fijesé, vaya precios,
mire, el mercado está fatal,
si es como una bendición
pasear, y encontrar un cadáver de animal
mis is muni se hace rica
todos compran sus pasteles sin parar,
pero ahí hay gato encerrado de verdad
ella los cocina con laurel y licor
disimula su sabor
yo jamás lo haría
de pensarlo yo podría vomitar
y los gatos no se dejan atrapar
estos tiempos son mas duros
que el peor pastel de carne
de Londres
solo grasa y nada mas
por mas que me esfuerzo,
por mas que lo intento
no logro que pierda
su aroma de mier..
… de pelo
¿quién me va a querer?
Pasteles así
Estos tiempos son duros
Señor para mi, para mí.
Escúpalo, hombre, escúpalo.
Ahí mismo en el suelo
Lo tengo hecho un asco
Así me gusta, eso es escupir…
Would love if you'd do "A Little Priest." Soooooo hard to find!
This is a tad bit too fast in normal. It should be slower about a half beat
Tysm for this!!! FYI the tempo is faster than the original, if you might consider fixing that?
It’s probably the movie tempo. The sped up songs, cut verses and entire songs for that
Can you please do I'm breaking down from Falsettos?
I think they did
Sure! Here's a version entirely focused on Mark and his one eye:
---
**Mark and His One Eye**
Wait, what’s your rush, what’s your hurry?
You gave me such a fright-
It’s hard to miss, you’ve only got one eye!
Half a minute, can’t you sit? Sit you down, sit
All I meant is I’ve not seen a man with just one eye for weeks!
Did you come here for a pie, sir?
Do forgive me if me staring seems impolite
What is that?
Bet you hear it day and night
“Where’s the other?” people ask you
No, they don’t!
Heaven knows I try, sir,
Not to glance too much, but truly it’s unique
Right you are, sir, does your depth perception leak?
Mind you, I can hardly fault you
Being one-eyed must be harder than my pies
And that’s saying something, given how they terrify
I should know, I bake 'em
But good?
No, the worst pies in London-they’re worse than one eye!
The worst pies in London-
You’ve survived them? Oh, you’re sly!
Isn’t it exhausting?
Having just the one, sir
Always keeps you squinting
Here, drink this, you’re done, sir
The worst pies in London-
And they match your tragic luck in life!
What’s it like? Having just one
Never thought I’d meet a man
Who’s managing so well,
Seeing half the world
Like you’re living in a shell
Mrs. Mooney’s got a pie shop
But I bet she’s never served a bloke like you
One good eye is all you’ve got, and yet it sees things true
Have to hand it to you-what I calls resolve
Living life with half to solve!
Wouldn’t do in my case,
I’d be bumping into every bloody wall
And I’m tellin’ you, you’re strong to have it all!
No denying times is hard, sir
Even harder with just one eye to see
Still, you’re here and carry on
Isn’t that inspiring?
So focused and steady,
It’s almost admiring-
And truly,
Pity a woman like me
Who can’t see success
Like Mark and his one eye can see
Ah, sir-
Times is hard,
Times is hard!
---
This version keeps everything centered on Mark’s one eye and his ability to persevere! It’s playful while staying in line with the rhythm of the original lyrics.
Can you do a lower key plis?
왜! 뭐 이리 빨리 나가?
아, 깜짝이야
귀신인 줄 알았네!
좀 앉았다가요
네? 앉아요, 여기!
아니 그냥 오랜만에 손님보니 좋아서
파이 드시러 오셨수?
내가 이상해도 이해해줘요
으악! 이건 뭐야? 병 있는 줄 알겠네
사람들이 계속 피하니까.. 죽어라~
열심히 사는데, 힉!
아무도 안 와요
그냥도 안와 후!
여깄어요, 술도 한 잔 드릴까?
손님 탓만 하긴 그래
런던에서 가장 최악의 파이
아무도 왜 안먹는지 알죠
내 솜씨, 내 건데 맛 없어
고약한 내 파이
고약이 뭐야 최악의 내 파이
일단 한 번 잡숴봐
많이 역겹나요
당신도 알겠죠 껍데기뿐이야
자 한 모금 해요, 최악의 내 파이
이게 다 고기때문이죠
넘 비싸 구할수도 절대
생각도 못했어요
길에서 죽어가는 동물들 건지면
내가 기뻐할 줄은
저쪽 무니 아줌마는
파이를 파는데 뭔가 이상해
주변 고양이들 다 사라졌죠
냅다 끝내줘요
성공한 사업가 고양이로 만든 파이
그렇게 난 못 해
생각만 해도 속이 울렁거려
걔네들이 얼마나 날렵한데
암튼 살기 힘든 때죠
파이보다 참기 힘든 이 세상
고긴 없고 기름뿐
토할 것 같나요?
기름은 역겹고 식감은 삐그덕
또 맛은 뭐 안 됐죠
여자 혼자
뭣도 없는데
최악의 파이만 있네
암튼 참 힘든 이 세상
Um cliente!
Oi, entra aqui, qual a pressa
Que susto, ai que dó
Parece assombração
Um minuto, pera aí
Senta aqui, vem
Faz um tempo que não entra mais cliente por aqui
Já que entrou, quer uma torta?
O senhor vai desculpando a confusão
(O que é-)
Pandemia já passou
Mesmo assim ninguém mais vem na loja
(Não vai não!)
Deus do céu, eu tento
Mas não entra um cristão nem pra sentar
Tem razão, e o gogó não vai molhar
Eu bem sei, ninguém tem culpa
Talvez seja a torta mais ruim de Londres
Essas torta é um total fracasso
Eu acho
Eu faço
Mas boa? Hm
A mais ruim de Londres
Não dá pra negar
A mais ruim de Londres
Se duvida vem provar-
(Argh!)
É mesmo nojenta
Cê morde, ela cresce
É tão fedorenta
Cê bebe e não desce
A mais ruim de Londres
E a carne com o preço que tá
Veja só
Não pensava nunca
Que um dia eu ia ver
Que o povo ia prender e matar
Um animal
Lá da rua pra comer
A vizinha vende torta
Uma coisa muito estranha aconteceu
De repente os gato desapareceu
E o negócio dela melhorou
Nada mal
Todas torta faz miau
Mas eu não faria
Seu estômago embrulhou só de pensar
É que gato é tão difícil de pegar
Esses tempo tão dureza
Tão pior que a torta mais ruim de Londres
Só tem banha e nada mais
Não é revoltante?
Gordura e carcaça
Parece laxante
E o gosto-
(Argh!)
Desgraça!
E eu vivo tão só
Sem ter pra onde ir
Torta mais ruim de Londres...
Ah, Deus
Tempo ruim
Tempo ruim
0:38
0:36
어이, 잠깐만!어딜가요?
엄마, 깜짝이야 귀신인줄 알았네
일단 이리와서 쫌 앉아요. 쫌!
아니 손님 구경한게 너무 오랜만이라
파이 하나 드릴까나?
내가 지금 내정신이 아니네. 응?!? 넌뭐야
조금 더럽긴해도 가게 문닫은건 아니에요,죽어라
죽어라고 해도!익!어째 손님들이 오질 않네요.
흐이 시원하게 맥주 한잔 줄까요?
그냥 팔자려니 하죠, 런던에서 가장 끔찍한 파이
이딴건 도데체 어떻게 파니? 어쩔까 서럽다 나 조차 거부한 이 파이
난 이걸 왜 만들었니? 돌았니?
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This is impossible to sing
Takes practice
@@insanecrazy2487 So true!
I’m learning it right now. Definitely possible but with lots of work.
doing it for my audition tomorrow lol wish me luck!
I sing it
But good? No
Could you do 2007 pirellis magical elixir, I can’t find one and it’s my audition song 😭
A customer!
Wait, what's your rush, what's your hurry?
You gave me such a fright
I thought you was a ghost
Half a minute, can't you sit? Sit you down, sit
All I meant is that I haven't seen a customer for weeks
Did you come here for a pie, sir?
Do forgive me if me head's a little vague
What is that?
Bet you'd think we had the plague
From the way the people keep avoiding
No, you don't
Heaven knows I try, sir
But there's no one even comes in, even to inhale
Right you are, sir, would you like a drop of ale?
Mind you, I can hardly blame them
These are probably the worst pies in London
I know why nobody cares to take them
I should know, I make 'em
But good?
No, the worst pies in London, even that's polite
The worst pies in London
If you doubt it, take a bite
Is that just disgusting?
You have to concede it
It's nothing but crusting
Here drink this, you'll need it
The worst pies in London
And no wonder with the price of meat
What it is, when you get it
Never thought I'd live to see the day
Men'd think it was a treat, finding poor animals
What are dying in the street
Mrs. Mooney has a pie shop
Does her business but I noticed something weird
Lately all her neighbors cats have disappeared
Have to hand it to her, what I calls enterprise
Poppin' pussies into pies
Wouldn't do in my shop
Just the thought of it's enough to make you sick
And I'm tellin' you them pussy cats is quick
No denying times is hard, sir
Even harder than the worst pies in London
Only lard and nothing more
Is that just revolting?
All greasy and gritty
It looks like it's molting
And tastes like
Well, pity a woman alone
With limited wind
And the worst pies in London
Ah, sir
Times is hard
Times is hard
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