There's a hole in the world Like a great black pit And it's filled with people Who are filled with shit And the vermin of the world Inhabit it — But not for long! They all deserve to die! Tell you why, Mrs. Lovett, Tell you why: Because in all of the whole human race, Mrs. Lovett, There are two kinds of men and only two. There's the one staying put In his proper place And the one with his foot In the other one's face — Look at me, Mrs. Lovett, Look at you! No, we all deserve to die! Even you, Mrs. Lovett, Even I: Because the lives of the wicked should be — Made brief. For the rest of us, death Will be a relief— We all deserve to die! And I'll never see Johanna, No, I'll never hug my girl to me — Finished! All right! You, sir, How about a shave? Come and visit Your good friend Sweeney — ! You, sir, too, sir — Welcome to the grave! I will have vengeance, I will have salvation! Who, sir? You, sir? No one's in the chair — Come on, come on, Sweeney's waiting! I want you bleeders! You, sir — anybody! Gentlemen, now don't be shy! Not one man, no, No or ten men, No or a hundred Can assuage me — I will have you! ( To MRS. LOVETT) And I will get him back Even as he gloats. In the meantime I'll practice On less honorable throats. And my Lucy lies in ashes And I'll never see my girl again, But the work waits, I'm alive at last And I'm full of joy!