No Place Like London
ANTHONY:
I have sailed the world, beheld its wonders
From the Dardanelles
To the mountains of [bad word] 
But there's no place like London!
TODD :
No, there's no place like London.
ANTHONY : Mr. TODD?
TODD :
You are young.
Life has been kind to you.
You will learn

There's a hole in the world
Like a great black pit
And the vermin of the world
Inhabit it
And its morals aren't worth
What a pig could spit
And it goes by the name of London.
At the top of the hole
Sit the privileged few,
Making mock of the vermin
In the lower zoo,
Turning beauty into filth and greed.
I too
Have sailed the world and seen its wonders,
For the [bad word] of men
Is as wondrous as [bad word] 
But there's no place like London!
There was a barber and his wife,
And she was beautiful.
foolish barber and his wife.
She was his reason and his life,
And she was beautiful.
And she was virtuous.
And he was —
Naive.

There was another man who saw
That she was beautiful,
pious vulture of the law
Who with a gesture of his claw
Removed the barber from his plate.
Then there was nothing but to wait
And she would fall,
So soft,
So young,
So lost,
And oh, so beautiful!
ANTHONY. And the lady, sir — did she — succumb?
TODD:
Oh, that was many years ago ...
I doubt if anyone would know.
TODD (Sings):
There's a hole in the world
Like a great black pit
And it's filled with people
Who are filled with [bad word] 
And the vermin of the world
Inhabit it...