the ballad of sweeney todd (reprise 3) - stephen sondheim lyrics

[company]
his hands were quick, his fingers strong
it stung a little but not for long
and those who thought him a simple clod
were soon reconsidering under the sod
consigned there with a friendly prod
from sweeney todd
the demon barber of fleet street
see your razor gleam, sweeney
feel how well it fits
as it floats across the throats
of hypocrites . .