Yet we have no theme of love.
“Ladies and gentlemen
You can’t imagine the rapture in store…
Just inside of this door!
There you’ll sample Mrs. Lovett’s meat pies
Savoury and sweet pies, as you’ll see
You who eat pies – Mrs. Lovett’s meat pies
Conjure up the treat pies used to be!”
But there’s no place like London!
“Turn around (turn around)
Don’t leave me waiting in the lost and found (lost and found)
Come back for me
Turn around, turn around
No body else can make me feel this way, night and day
You are the sun in my sky”
“So can you hear me? (WHOA OHHHH)
Can you get hip to what I’m saying? (OH OHHH)
These fashion zombies (WHOA OHHH) don’t walk this world alone!”