Sweeney Todd

Cut, slash, and dice; the blade stained red
All he wanted was a hair cut
But instead, lost his head

The man guilty of this crime
Stood behind with a smile
He was used to it, he did it all the time

It's no bid deal when a customer loses his head
For the act is done on purpose
and the man who does it, Sweeney Todd, I said

The barber's chair become's a trap
And with the slip of the blade
Your head is in your lap

And beware of the bakery down below
For Mrs. Todd runs the store
And it's into her "meat pies" that you go