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Alarm goes off at seven |
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and you start up-town. |
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You put in your eight hours |
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for the powers |
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that have always been. |
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(Sing it child) |
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'Til it's five-pm... |
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\"Then you go...\" |
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Downtown |
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Where the folks are broke. You go |
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Downtown |
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Where your life's a joke. You go |
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Downtown |
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Where you buy a token. You go... |
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Home to Skid Row. |
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Home to Skid Row. |
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\"Yes you go...\" |
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Downtown |
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Where the cabs don't stop. |
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Downtown |
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Where the food is slop. |
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Downtown |
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Where the hop-heads flop in the snow... |
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Down on Skid Row. |
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Uptown you cater to a million jerks. |
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Uptown you're messengers and mailroom clerks. |
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Eating all your lunches at the hot-dog carts. |
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The bosses take your money and they break your hearts. |
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Uptown you cater to a million whores. |
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You disinfect terrazzo on their bathroom floors. |
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Morning's tribulation, afternoon's a curse |
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And five o'clock is even worse |
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\"That's when you go...\" |
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(Downtown) |
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Audrey: Where the guys are drips. |
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(Downtown) |
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Audrey: Where they rip your slips. |
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(Downtown) |
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Audrey: Where relationships are no go. |
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Down on Skid Row. Poor, all my life I've always been poor. |
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I keep askin' God what I'm for. |
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And he tells me, \"Gee, I'm not sure.\" |
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\"Sweep that floor, kid!\" |
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Oh! I started life as an orphan, |
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A child of the street, here on Skid |
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Row! He took me in gave me shelter |
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A bed, crust of bread and a job. |
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Treats me like dirt, calls me a slob, |
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Which I am... |
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So I live |
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(Downtown) |
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Seymour: That's your home address, you live |
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(Downtown) |
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Seymour: When your life's a mess, you live |
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(Downtown) |
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Seymour: Where depression's just status quo. |
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(Down on Skid Row.) |
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Seymour: Someone show me a way to get outta here. |
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'Cause I constantly pray I'll get outta here. |
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Please won't somebody say I'll get outta here. |
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Someone gimmie my shot, or I'll rot here! |
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(Downtown) |
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Show me how and I will, I'll get outta here. |
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(There's no rules for us) |
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(Downtown) |
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I'll start climbin' up hill and get outta here. |
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('Cause it's dangerous) |
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(Downtown) |
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Someone tell me I still could get outta here. |
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(Where there rainbow just doesn't show) |
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Someone tell lady luck that I'm stuck here! |
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(When you get...) |
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(Downtown) |
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Seymour and Audrey: |
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Gee it sure would be swell to get outta here. |
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Bid the gutter farewell and get outta here. |
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I'd move heaven and hell to get outta Skid. |
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I'd do I don't know what to get outta Skid. |
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But a hell of a lot to get outta Skid. |
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People tell me there's not a way outta Skid. |
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But believe me I gotta get outta Skid |
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Row! |
