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.(x2)       "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.(x1)       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.    ( boys oooh when this is being sung)   And Uptown you cater to a million whores.    You disinfect terrazzo on their bathroom floors.    The jobs are really menial you make no bread.    And then at five-o'clock you head       "By subway..."          (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. (x8)      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 and 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.)       Syemour: Someone show me a way to get outta here.    Audrey: 'Cause I constantly pray I'll get outta here.    Seymour:Please won't somebody say I'll get outta here.    Both:Someone gimmie my shot, or I'll rot here!       (Downtown)    Both: Show me how and I will, I'll get outta here.    (There's no rules for us)    (Downtown)    Both: I'll start climbin' up hill and get outta here.    ('Cause it's dangerous)    (Downtown)    Both: Someone tell me I still could get outta here.    (Where there rainbow just doesn't show)    Both: Someone tell lady luck that I'm stuck here!    (When you get...)       (Downtown)   Both:    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!