Little Shop Of Horrors - Skid Row (downtown) lyrics

Soloist: Alarm goes off at seven and you start up-town. You put in your eight hours for the powers that have always been. (Sing it child) 'Til it's five-pm... Company: "Then you go..." Downtown Where the folks are broke. You go Downtown Where your life's a joke. You go Downtown Where you buy a token. You go... Home to Skid Row. Home to Skid Row. "Yes you go..." 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 who*es. You disinfect terrazzo on their bathroom floors. Morning's tribulation, afternoon's a curse And five o'clock is even worse "That's when you go..." (Downtown) Audrey: Where the guys are drips. (Downtown) Audrey: Where they rip your slips. (Downtown) Audrey: Where relationships are no go. Down on Skid Row. (x4) Seymour: Poor, all my life I've always been poor. I keep askin' 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 (Downtown) Seymour: That's your home address, you live (Downtown) Seymour: When your life's a mess, you live (Downtown) Seymour: Where depression's just status quo. (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 gimmie my shot, or I'll rot here! (Downtown) Show me how and I will, I'll get outta here. (There's no rules for us) (Downtown) I'll start climbin' up hill and get outta here. ('Cause it's dangerous) (Downtown) Someone tell me I still could get outta here. (Where there rainbow just doesn't show) Someone tell lady luck that I'm stuck here! (When you get...) (Downtown) Seymour and Audrey: Gee it sure would be swell to get outta here. Bid the gutter farewell and get outta here. 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 Row!