Little Shop of Horrors Skid row Lyrics

(::WOMAN::)
Alarm goes off at seven
And you start uptown.
You put in your eight hours
For the powers that have always been.
'Till it's five P.M.

(::b__ 1::)
Then you go:

(::COMPANY::)
Downtown,
Where the folks are broke.
You go downtown,
Where your life's a joke.
You go downtown.
When you buy your token you go
Home to skid row.
(Home to skid row.)

(::b__ 2::)
Yes, you go:

(::COMPANY::)
Downtown,
Where the cabs don't stop.
Downtown,
Where the food is slop.
Downtown,
Where the hop-heads flop
In the snow.
Down on Skid Row.

Uptown you cater to a million jerks.
Uptown you're messengers and mailroom clerks.
Eating all your lunches at the hot dog carts.
The bosses take your money and they break your hearts.

Uptown you cater to a million w____s.
You disinfect terrazzo on their bathroom floors.
Your morning's tribulation,
Afternoon's a curse
And five o'clock is even worse.

(::b__ 3::)
That's when you go:

(::COMPANY::)
Downtown.
Downtown.
Downtown.
Down on skid row.
Down on skid row.
Down on skid row.
Down on skid row!

(::AUDREY::)
Downtown, where the guys are drips.
Downtown, where they rip your slips.
Downtown, where relationships are no go!
Down on skid row.
Down on skid row.
Down on skid row.
Down on skid row!

(::SEYMOUR::)
Poor! All my life I've always been poor.
I keep asking God what I'm for,
And he tells me, "Gee, I'm not sure.
"Sweep that floor, kid."
Oh, I started life as an orphan,
A child of the street
Here on skid row.
He took me in, gave me shelter, a bed,
Crust of bread and a job.
Treats me like dirt, calls me a slob,
Which I am.
So I live:

(::COMPANY::)
Downtown.
(::SEYMOUR::)
That's your home address.
Ya live:
(::COMPANY::)
Downtown.
(::SEYMOUR::)
When your life's a mess.
Ya live:
(::COMPANY::)
Downtown.
(::SEYMOUR::)
Where depression's jes'
Status quo.
(::COMPANY::)
Down on skid row.

(::SEYMOUR::)
Someone show me a way to get outta here,
'Cause I constantly pray I'll get outta here.
Please, won't somebody say I'll get outta here?
Someone gimme my shot or I'll rot here!
(::COMPANY::)
Downtown.
(::SEYMOUR::)
Show me how and I will, I'll get outta here.
(::COMPANY::)
Downtown.
(::SEYMOUR:)
I'll start climbing uphill, and get outta here.
(::COMPANY::)
Downtown.
(::SEYMOUR::)
Someone tell me I still can get outta here.
(::COMPANY::)
Downtown.
(::SEYMOUR::)
Someone tell lady luck that I'm stuck here!

(::COMPANY::)
Downtown.
(::SEYMOUR And AUDREY::)
Gee, It sure would be swell to get outta here.
(::COMPANY::)
Downtown.
(::SEYMOUR And AUDREY::)
Make a gutter farewell, and get outta here.
(::COMPANY::)
Downtown.
(::SEYMOUR And AUDREY::)
I'd move heaven and hell to get outta skid-
I'd do, I don't know what- to get outta skid-
But a hell of a lot to get outta skid-
People tell me there's not a way outta skid-
But believe me I gotta get outta skid-

(::ALL::)
Row!