Post by Aldebaran on Jul 29, 2008 17:17:41 GMT
This is a song I wrote after seeing 'Sweeney Todd". Sing it to the melody of "Worst Pies in London" if you've heard it. It's sung by the Fouth Doctor to Romana.
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THE DOCTOR: WAIT What's your rush, What's your hurry?
You're looking pretty pale like you maybe saw a ghost,
Aw, for a minute can't you sit, sit you down, SIT!
All I meant is that I haven't seen a time lady for weeks,
Did you come in for a trip, ma'am?
Do forgive me if that is a little vague,
ROMANA: (looks at his teeth) What was that?!
Bet you thought I had the plauge,
From the the way my gums,
Keep receding,
(ROMANA gets up to leave but DOCTOR pulls her back down on couch) No you don't.
Heaven knows I try, ma'am,
But my breath's too much for people to inhale,
Right you are, ma'am, would you like a drop of ale?
Mind you I can hardly blame you,
These are probably the worst teeth in London,
I know why nobody cares to show them,
I should know,
I own them,
But good? No!
The worst teeth in London,
Even that's polite!
The worst teeth in London,
If you doubt it, take a sight.
(DOCTOR grins, ROMANA looks at his teeth and passes out)
Is that just disgusting?
You have to concede it!
I think that they're crusting.
ROMANA: (Hands Doctor Listerine) Here, drink this, you'll need it!
BOTH: The worst teeth in London...
DOCTOR: And no wonder with the price of floss
What it is
When you get it
Never
Thought I'd live to see the day
For you'd think it was a treat,
For the poor
Dentists who
Are out there dying in the street.
Sarah Jane, she knew a dentist,
Does a business but I notice something weird.
Since I signed up all the docs have disappeared!
Can't imagine,
Wot I calls,
Way to survive,
Avoiding MY gingivitis,
Hey, I wouldn't clean my own teeth!
Just the thought of it's enough to make you sick!
And I'm tellin' you, them plaque and stains is quick!
No denying hygiene's hard, sir
Even harder than the worst teeth in London!
Only plaque and nothing more --
Is that just revolting,
All greasy and gritty?
It looks like it's molding,
And smells like,
Well, pity
A time lord alone,
With limited time,
And the worst teeth in London!
Ah, miss, times is hard,
Times is hard!
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THE DOCTOR: WAIT What's your rush, What's your hurry?
You're looking pretty pale like you maybe saw a ghost,
Aw, for a minute can't you sit, sit you down, SIT!
All I meant is that I haven't seen a time lady for weeks,
Did you come in for a trip, ma'am?
Do forgive me if that is a little vague,
ROMANA: (looks at his teeth) What was that?!
Bet you thought I had the plauge,
From the the way my gums,
Keep receding,
(ROMANA gets up to leave but DOCTOR pulls her back down on couch) No you don't.
Heaven knows I try, ma'am,
But my breath's too much for people to inhale,
Right you are, ma'am, would you like a drop of ale?
Mind you I can hardly blame you,
These are probably the worst teeth in London,
I know why nobody cares to show them,
I should know,
I own them,
But good? No!
The worst teeth in London,
Even that's polite!
The worst teeth in London,
If you doubt it, take a sight.
(DOCTOR grins, ROMANA looks at his teeth and passes out)
Is that just disgusting?
You have to concede it!
I think that they're crusting.
ROMANA: (Hands Doctor Listerine) Here, drink this, you'll need it!
BOTH: The worst teeth in London...
DOCTOR: And no wonder with the price of floss
What it is
When you get it
Never
Thought I'd live to see the day
For you'd think it was a treat,
For the poor
Dentists who
Are out there dying in the street.
Sarah Jane, she knew a dentist,
Does a business but I notice something weird.
Since I signed up all the docs have disappeared!
Can't imagine,
Wot I calls,
Way to survive,
Avoiding MY gingivitis,
Hey, I wouldn't clean my own teeth!
Just the thought of it's enough to make you sick!
And I'm tellin' you, them plaque and stains is quick!
No denying hygiene's hard, sir
Even harder than the worst teeth in London!
Only plaque and nothing more --
Is that just revolting,
All greasy and gritty?
It looks like it's molding,
And smells like,
Well, pity
A time lord alone,
With limited time,
And the worst teeth in London!
Ah, miss, times is hard,
Times is hard!