Karaoké The Worst Pies in London Sweeney Todd

Karaoké The Worst Pies in London Sweeney Todd

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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 ya sit?
Sit you down, sit
All I meant is that I haven't seen a customer for weeks
Did ya come here for a pie, sir?
Do forgive me if my head's a little vague
What was that, but you'd 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 hardly blame them
These are probably the worst pies in London
I know why nobody cares to take them
I should know
I make them 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
What are dyin' in the street
Misters Mooney has a pie shop
Does a business but I notice 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 telling you them pussycats 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, we'll 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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