My, them handles is chased silver, ain't they? Silver, yes... These are my friends See how they glisten See this one shine How he smiles in the light My friend, my faithful friend Speak to me, friend Whisper, I'll listen I know, I know You've been locked out of sight All these years— Like me, my friend Well, I've come home To find you're waiting Home And we're together And we'll do wonders Won't we? You there, my friend (I'm your friend too, Mr. Todd) Come, let me hold you (If you only knew, Mr. Todd) Now, with a sigh (Ooh, Mr. Todd) You grow warm In my hand My friend (You've come home) My clever friend (Always had a fondness for you I did) Rest now, my friends (Never you fear, Mr. Todd) Soon I'll unfold you (You can move in here, Mr. Todd) Soon you'll know splendors You have never dreamed All your days (Will be yours) My lucky friends (I'm your friend, and you're mine!) Till now your shine (Don't they shine beautiful?) Was merely silver (Silver's good enough for me) Friends (Mr. T) You shall drip rubies You'll soon drip precious Rubies... At last, my right arm is complete again! Lift your razor high, Sweeney! Hear it singing, "Yes!" Sink it in the rosy skin Of righteousness His voice was soft, his manner mild He seldom laughed but he often smiled He'd seen how civilized men behaved He never forgot and he never forgave Not Sweeney Not Sweeney Todd The demon barber of Fleet Street...