Little Shop Little Shop of Horrors
Little Shop Little Shop of Terror
Little Shop of Horrors
Little Shop Little Shop of Horrors
Bop-she-bop Little Shop of Terror
Watch'em drop Little Shop of Horrors
Shing-a-ling What a creepy thing to be happening
Look out!
Shang-a-lang Feel the Sturm und Drang in the air
Stop right where you are Don't move a thing
You'd better, telling you, you'd better Tell your mama
Something's gonna get her She'd better, everybody better, beware
Here it comes, baby
Tell those bums, baby
Hit the dirt, baby
Red alert, baby
Alley Oop, haul it off the stoop I'm warning you
Look out!
Run away Child, You're gonna pay if you fail
Look around, look who's coming down Down the street for you
You bet 'cha You bet your butt, you bet 'cha
Best believe it Something's come to get 'cha
Better watch your back and your tail
Little Shop Little Shop of Horrors
Bop-she-bop You'll never stop the terror
Little Shop Little Shop of Horrors
Alarm goes off at 7:00
And you start uptown
You put in your eight hours
For the powers that have always been
Sing it, child.
Till it's 5:00 p.m.
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 token
And you go
Home to Skid Row
Yes, you go
Downtown
Where the cabs don't 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 Then they break your hearts
Uptown you cater to a million whores
Disinfect terrazzo On their bathroom floors
Your jobs are really menial
You make no bread And then at 5:00 you head
By subway
Downtown
Where the guys are drips
Downtown
Where they rip your slips
Downtown
Where relationships are no go
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, I'm not sure.
'Sweep that floor, kid.'
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
That's 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 out of here
'Cause I constantly pray I'll get out of here
Please, won't somebody say I'll get out of here
Someone give me my shot Or I'll rot here
Show me how and I will
I'll get out of here I'll start climbing uphill
And get out of here
Someone tell me I still could get out of here
Someone tell Lady Luck That I'm stuck here
Gee, it sure would be swell To get out of here
Bid the gutter farewell And get out of here
I'd move heaven and hell To get out of Skid
I'd do I don't know what To get out of Skid
But a hell of a lot To get out of Skid
People tell me there's not A way out of Skid
But believe me, I've got To get out of Skid Row!
I've given you sunshine I've given you dirt
You've given me nothing But heartache and hurt
I'm begging you sweetly I'm down on my knees
Oh, please, grow for me
I've given you plant food And water to sip
I've given you potash You've given me zip
Oh God, how I mist you Oh pod, how you tease
Now please, grow for me
I've given you southern exposure To get you to thrive
I've pinched you back hard Like I'm supposed to
You're barely alive
I've tried you at levels of moisture
From desert to mud
I've given you grow lights And mineral supplements
What do you want from me? Blood?
I've given you sunlight I've given you rain
Looks like you're not happy
'Less I open a vein
I'll give you a few drops
If that'll appease
Oh, please...
...grow for me!
W- S-K-l-D.
Skid Row radio.
I know Seymour's the greatest
But I'm dating a semi-sadist
So I got a black eye And my arm's in a cast
Still that Seymour's a cutie
Well, if not, he's got inner beauty
And I dream of a place
Where we could be together at last
A matchbox of our own
A fence of real chain-link
A grill out on the patio
Disposal in the sink
A washer and a dryer
And an ironing machine
In a tract house that we share
Somewhere that's green
He rakes and trims the grass
He loves to mow and weed
I cook like Betty Crocker
And I look like...
...Donna Reed
There's plastic on the furniture
To keep it neat and clean
In the Pine-sol scented air
Somewhere that's green
Between our frozen dinner
And our bedtime, 9:15
We snuggle watching Lucy
On our big, enormous...
...12-inch screen
I'm his December bride
He's father, he knows best
The kids play Howdy Doody
As the sun sets in the west
A picture out of Better Homes...
...and Gardens magazine
Far from Skid Row
I dream we'll go
Somewhere that's...
...green
Poor Seymour pushed a broom Nothing in his news but gloom and doom
Then he lit a fuse and give him room He started an explosion, holy cow
That thing went bang kerboom And he's having some fun now
-Some fun now - Hot damn!
-Ain't he having some fun now? - Yes, ma'am
He's having some fun now! Oh Boys!
Ain't he having some fun now?
When I was younger, just a bad little kid
My mama noticed funny things I did
Like shooting puppies with a BB gun
I'd poison guppies and when I was done
I'd find a pussycat and bash in its head
That's when my mama said
What did she say?
She said, 'My boy, I think someday
'You'll find a way To make your natural tendencies pay
'You'll be a dentist
'You have a talent for causing things pain
'Son, be a dentist
'People will pay you to be inhumane
'Your temperament's wrong for the priesthood
'And teaching would suit you still less
'Son, be a dentist
'You'll be a success'
Here he is, folks The leader of the plague
Watch him suck up that gas Oh, my God!
He's a dentist and he'll never ever be any good
Who wants their teeth done by the Marquis de Sade?
Oh, that hurts! Wait, I'm not numb.
Oh, shut up. Open wide, here I come!
I am your dentist
And I enjoy the career that I picked
I am your dentist
And I get off on the pain I inflict
I thrill when I drill a bicuspid
It's swell, though they tell me I'm maladjusted
And though it may cause my patients distress
Somewhere, in heaven above me
I know that my mama's proud of me
Oh, Mama!
'Cause I'm a dentist
And a success
Say, 'Aaah'
Now spit!
Feed me, Seymour
Feed me all night long
That's right, boy
You can do it
Feed me, Seymour
Feed me all night long
'Cause if you feed me, Seymour
I can grow up big and strong
Would you like a Cadillac car?
Or a guest shot on Jack Paar?
How about a date with Hedy Lamarr? You're gonna get it, if you want it, baby.
How'd you like to be a big wheel?
Dining out for every meal?
I'm the plant that can make it all real
You're gonna get it
I'm your genie, I'm your friend I'm your willing slave
Take a chance Feed me and
You know the kind of eats And red-hot treats
The kind of sticky, licky sweets I crave
Come on, Seymour, don't be a putz
Trust me, and your life Will surely rival King Tut's
Show some initiative, work up some guts And you'll get it
I don't know
I have so...
...so many strong...
...reservations
Should I go...
...and perform...
...mutilations?
You didn't have nothing Till you met me
Come on, kid What will it be?
Money? Girls?
One particular girl?
How about that Audrey?
Think it over
There must be someone you could 86
Real quiet like and get me some lunch!
Think about a room at the Ritz
Wrapped in velvet, covered in glitz
A little nookie gonna clean up those zits, and you'll get it
Gee, I'd like a Harley machine Tooling around like I was James Dean
Making all the guys on the corner turn green
If you want to be profound If you really got to justify
Take a breath and look around
A lot of folks deserve to die
If you want a rationale It isn't very hard to see
Stop and think it over, pal
The guy sure looks like plant food to me
He's so nasty treating her rough
Smacking her around And always talking so tough
You need blood And he's got more than enough
I need blood And he's got more than enough
You need blood And he's got more than enough
So go get it!
Lift up your head
Wash off your mascara
Here, take my Kleenex Wipe that lipstick away
Show me your face
Clean as the morning
I know things were bad
But now they're okay
Suddenly Seymour
Is standing beside you
You don't need no make-up
Don't have to pretend
Suddenly Seymour
Is here to provide you
Sweet understanding
Seymour's your friend
Nobody ever treated me kindly
Daddy left early
Mama was poor
I'd meet a man And I'd follow him blindly
He'd snap his fingers at me
I'd say, 'Sure'
Suddenly Seymour
Is standing beside me
He don't give me orders
He don't condescend
Suddenly Seymour
Is here to provide me
Sweet understanding
-Seymour's my friend - Tell me this feeling
Will last 'til forever
Tell me the bad times Are clean washed away
Please understand that It's still strange and frightening
For losers like I've been It's so hard to save
Suddenly Seymour
He purified me
He purified you
Suddenly Seymour
-Showed me I can -Yes, you can
Learn how to be more
The girl that's inside me
With sweet understanding
Seymour's your man
He's got your number now
He knowsjust what you've done
You've got no place to hide
You've got nowhere to run
He knows your life of crime
I think it's suppertime!
Come on, come on
Think about all those offers
Come on, come on
Your future with Audrey
Come on, come on
Ain't no time to turn squeamish
Come on
I swear on all my spores
When he's gone The world will be yours
It's suppertime
They say the meek shall inherit You know the Book doesn't lie
It's not a question of merit It's not demand and supply
They say the meek are gonna get it.
You know the meek are gonna get what's coming to them
Suddenly Seymour
Is standing beside you
Suddenly Seymour
Showed me I can
Yes, you can...
Better wait a minute
You better hold the phone
Better mind your manners Better change your tone
Don't you threaten me, son You got a lot of gall
We're gonna do things my way
Or we won't do things at all
You're in trouble now
You don't know what You're messing with
You got no idea
You don't know what you're looking at When you're looking here
You don't know what you're up against No, no way, no how
You don't know what You're messing with
But I'm gonna tell you now
I'm just a mean, green mother From outer space
And I'm bad
I'm just a mean, green mother From outer space
And it looks like you've been had
I'm a just mean, green mother From outer space
So get off my back
Get out of my face
'Cause I'm mean and green
And I am bad
Want to save your skin, boy?
You want to save your hide?
You want to see tomorrow?
You better step aside
Better take a tip, boy
Want some good advice?
Better take it easy 'Cause you're walking on thin ice
You don't know what you're dealing with No, you never did
You don't know what you're looking at But that's tough titty, kid
The lion don't sleep tonight And if you pull his tail he roars
You say that ain't fair You say that ain't nice
You know what I say, 'Up yours! '
Watch me now!
I'm just a mean, green mother From outer space
And I'm bad
I'm just a mean, green mother A real disgrace
And you got me fighting mad
I'm just a mean, green mother From outer space
I'm gonna trash your ass Gonna rock this place
I'm mean and green
And I am bad!
I don't come from no black lagoon I'm from past the stars, beyond the moon
You can keep the 'Thing' Keep the 'lt'
Keep the creature They don't mean shit
I got killer buds A power stem
Nasty thorns and I'm using them Better move it out
Nature calls, you got the point I'll bust your balls
I'm mean and green
I am bad!
Bye-bye, Seymour!