Michelle Weeks feat. Tichina Arnold, Tisha Campbell, Ellen Green, Rick Moranis & Donny Gerrard -
Little Shop of Horrors
Skid Row (Downtown)
Alarm goes of at 7
and you start uptown
you put in your 8 hours
for the powers that have always been
til its 5 pm
then you go
downtown
where the folks are broke
you go downtown
where your life's a joke
you go downtown
where you buy your toke and you go
home to skid row
yea you go
downtown
where the cabs dont stop
downtown
where the food is slop
downtown
where the hopheads 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 hotdog carts
the bosses take your money and they break your hearts
uptown you cater to a million whores
you disinfect terrazzo off the bathroom floors
the jobs are really menial you make no bread
ans then at 5 o'clock you head
by subway
downtown
where the guys are trips
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
poor
all my life I've always been poor
i keep asking God what I'm for
and he tells me "Gee, im not sure,
sweep that floor, kid"
Oh!
i started life as an orphan
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
calla me a slob
which i am
so i live
downtown
thats your home address
you live
downtown
when your life's a mess
you live
downtown
where depression's just status quo
down on skid row
someone show me a way to get outta here
cause i constantly pray ill get outta here
please won't somebody say I'll get outta here
someone give me my shot or I'll rot here
downtown
show me how and i will, I'll get outta here
I'll start climbing uphill and get outta here
someone tell me i still can get outta here
someone tell lady luck rhat im stuck here
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!
and you start uptown
you put in your 8 hours
for the powers that have always been
til its 5 pm
then you go
downtown
where the folks are broke
you go downtown
where your life's a joke
you go downtown
where you buy your toke and you go
home to skid row
yea you go
downtown
where the cabs dont stop
downtown
where the food is slop
downtown
where the hopheads 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 hotdog carts
the bosses take your money and they break your hearts
uptown you cater to a million whores
you disinfect terrazzo off the bathroom floors
the jobs are really menial you make no bread
ans then at 5 o'clock you head
by subway
downtown
where the guys are trips
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
poor
all my life I've always been poor
i keep asking God what I'm for
and he tells me "Gee, im not sure,
sweep that floor, kid"
Oh!
i started life as an orphan
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
calla me a slob
which i am
so i live
downtown
thats your home address
you live
downtown
when your life's a mess
you live
downtown
where depression's just status quo
down on skid row
someone show me a way to get outta here
cause i constantly pray ill get outta here
please won't somebody say I'll get outta here
someone give me my shot or I'll rot here
downtown
show me how and i will, I'll get outta here
I'll start climbing uphill and get outta here
someone tell me i still can get outta here
someone tell lady luck rhat im stuck here
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!
Credits
Writer(s): Alan Menken, Howard Elliott Ashman
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