SWEENEY TODD MOVIE CAST ALMS! ALMS! LYRICS

 
Alms, alms, for a miserable woman
On a miserable chilly morning
Thank yer, Sir, thank yer

ANTHONY
Ma'am, could you tell me whose house this is?

LUCY
That's the great Judge Turpin's house, that is.

ANTHONY
And the young lady who resides there?

LUCY
That's Johanna, his pretty little ward.
Keeps her snug, he does, all locked up.
So don't you go trespassing there, or it's a good whipping for you
Or any other young man with mischief on his mind.

How would you like a little muff, dear
A little jig jig, a little bounce around the bush?
Wouldn't you like to push me parsley?
It looks to me, dear, like you got plenty there to push

Alms, alms, for a desperate woman