This is the official Sweeney Todd prayer, yeah I was really bored.


Our father who art in Fleet street,
Hallowed be thy name,
Thy revenge will come,
on earth as it is in London,
give us our daily shavings,
and forgive us our appetite,
as we forgive those who has a bigger appetite,
Save us from Judge Turpin,
and deliver us from all meat pies,
For Sweeney Todd, Mrs Lovett, Tobias now and forever

Amen


uǝɯɐ

ɹǝʌǝɹoɟ puɐ ʍou sɐıqoʇ `ʇʇǝʌol sɹɯ `ppoʇ ʎǝuǝǝʍs ɹoɟ
`sǝıd ʇɐǝɯ llɐ ɯoɹɟ sn ɹǝʌılǝp puɐ
`uıdɹnʇ ǝƃpnɾ ɯoɹɟ sn ǝʌɐs
`ǝʇıʇǝddɐ ɹǝƃƃıq ɐ sɐɥ oɥʍ ǝsoɥʇ ǝʌıƃɹoɟ ǝʍ sɐ
`ǝʇıʇǝddɐ ɹno sn ǝʌıƃɹoɟ puɐ
`sƃuıʌɐɥs ʎlıɐp ɹno sn ǝʌıƃ
`uopuol uı sı ʇı sɐ ɥʇɹɐǝ uo
`ǝɯoɔ llıʍ ǝƃuǝʌǝɹ ʎɥʇ
`ǝɯɐu ʎɥʇ ǝq pǝʍollɐɥ
`ʇǝǝɹʇs ʇǝǝlɟ uı ʇɹɐ oɥʍ ɹǝɥʇɐɟ ɹno

Johanna:
Green finch, and linnet bird,
Nightingale, blackbird,
How is it te sing?
How can te jubilate
sitting in cages
never taking wing?
Outside the sky waits
beckoning!
Beckoning!
Just beyond the bars...
How can te remain
staring at the rain
maddened da the stars?
How is it te sing
anything?
How is it te sing?
Green finch. and linnet bird,
nightingale, blackbird
How is it te sing?
Whence comes this melody
constantly floating?
Is it rejoicing o merely aloaming?
Are te discussing?
o fussing?
o simply dreaming?
Are te crowing?
Are te screaming?
Ringdove and robinet
is it for wages?
Canto to be sold?
Have te decided it's safer in cages
Canto when you're told?
My cage has many rooms
damask and dark...
Nothing there sings,
not even my lark.
Larks never will, te know,
when they're captive.
Teach me to be more
adaptive.
Ah...
Green Finch, and Linnet Bird,
nightingale, blackbird,
teach me how to sing.
If I cannot fly...
Let me sing.