The Contest Lyrics

Pire l li
I am Adolfo Pirelli,
Da king of da barbers,
Da barber of kings,
E buon giorno,good day,
I blow you a kiss!
And I,da so-famous Pirelli,
I wish-a to know-a
Who has-a da nerve-a to say
My elixir is piss!
Who says this?!
Todd
I do.I am Mr.Sweeney Todd of Fleet Street.I have
opened a bottle of Pirelli s elixir,and I say to you
that it is nothing but an errant fr aud,concocted fr om
piss and ink.And furthermore Signor I have
serviced no kings,yet I wager I can shave a cheek with
ten times more dexterity than any street mountebank!

Pire l li
You hear zis foolish man?Now,please,you will see
how he will regret his folly!
Todd
Who s for a fr ee shave?Will Beadle Bamford be
the judge?
Beadle
Glad,as always,to oblige my fr iends and neighbors.
Th e fastest,smoothest shave is the winner.
Pire l li
Now,signorini,signori,
We mix-a da lather
But fi rst-a you gather
Around,signorini,signori,
You looking a man
Who have had-a da glory
To shave-a da Pope!
Mr.Sweeney whoever
I beg-a your pardon ll
Probably say it was only a cardinal
Nope!
It was-a da Pope!
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