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Come into my Parlor said the spider to the fly Come into my barbers shop said Todd unto Toby For a roughness I do detect about the throat I fear Me thinks it would look better when cut from ear to ear Sweeney Todd is my name cutting throats is my game Upon the secret pedal my foot I do depress Flung back into the dark abyss unto eternal rest For my mistress Lovett meat for her pies does need A busy shop a boiling pot and customers to feed Sweeney Todd is my name cutting throats is my game © r j young. t r young (Thanks to bob for these lyrics) Aus Songtexte Mania