Johanna & The Demon Barber

Before you even click the play button, I would like to warn you that the video that you are about to watch contains horrible scenes about a demented barber named Todd. The lyrics and title might be about a beautiful young lady but the scenes, with all our might to expurgate, contains significant episodes of morbidity. I reckon you to take your dinner before watching the excerpt or for the hemophobic you can browse around for a much milder posting.

Johanna (Reprise)

ANTHONY:
I feel you, Johanna
I feel you
Do they think that walls can hide you?
Even now I’m at your window
I am in the dark beside you
Buried sweetly in your yellow hair
Johanna

TODD:
And are you beautiful and pale
With yellow hair, like her
I’d want you beautiful and pale
The way I’ve dreamed you were,
Johanna

ANTHONY:
Johanna

TODD:
And if you’re beautiful what then
With yellow hair, like wheat
I think we shall not meet again,
My little dove, my sweet,
Johanna

ANTHONY:
I’ll steal you, Johanna

TODD:
Goodbye, Johanna
You’re gone and yet you’re mine
I’m fine, Johanna
I’m fine

ANTHONY:
Johanna

BEGGAR:
Smoke, smoke
Sign of the devil (x2)
City on fire
Witch, a witch
Smell it sir, an evil smell
Every night at the vesper's spell
Smoke that came with an awful hell
City on fire (x2)
Mischief (x3)

TODD:
And if I never hear your voice,
My turtle dove, my dear
I still have reason to rejoice
The way ahead is clear
Johanna

ANTHONY:
I feel you, Johanna

TODD:
And in that darkness when I’m blind
With what I can’t forget
It’s always morning in my mind,
My little lamb, my pet
Johanna
You stay, Johanna

ANTHONY:
Johanna

TODD:
The way I dreamed you were
Oh, look, Johanna
A star

ANTHONY:
Buried sweetly in your yellow hair

TODD:
A shooting star

BEGGAR:
There, there
Somebody, somebody
Look up there
Didn’t I tell you?
Smell that air
City on fire
Quick, sir! Run and tell
Warn them all of the witch's spell
There it is, there it is
There in hell, this smell
Tell it to the fiddler, police as well
Tell them, tell them
Oh! Fiend!
City on fire (x2)
Mischief (x2)

TODD:
And though I’ll think of you I guess
Until the day I die
I think I miss you less and less
As every day goes by
Johanna

ANTHONY:
Johanna

TODD:
And you’d be beautiful and pale
And look too much like her
If only angels could prevail

We’d be the way we were

Johanna

ANTHONY:
I feel you, Johanna

TODD:
Wake up, Johanna
*Another bright red day*
We learn, Johanna
To say
Goodbye

ANTHONY:
I’ll steal you

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