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Downtown/Skid Row Little Shop of Horrors [Verse 1]
BbAlarm goes off at seven And youGmstart uptown. YouDm put in your eight hours For the Cm7powers that have F7always Bbbeen. F Gm Till it's five P.Cm7M.
[Chorus]
Eb/FThen You go BbDowntownF Where the Bbfolks are broke. You go DmDowntown AWhere your Dmlife's a joke. You go EbDowntown BbWhen you Ebbuy your token, you Gmgo Eb/FHome to skid Bbrow.F Bb(Home to skid Gmrow.)
Eb/FYes, you go BbDowntown FWhere the Bbcabs don't stop DmDowntown AWhere the Dmfood is slop EbDowntown BbWhere the Ebhop-heads flop in the Gmsnow Eb/FDown on Skid BbRowF Bb
[Verse 2]
EbM7Uptown you cater to a million jerks. GmUptown you're messengers and mailroom clerks Cmeating all your lunches at the hot dog carts. F7The bosses take your money and they break your hearts.
EbM7Uptown you cater to a million whores. GmYou disinfect terrazzo on their bathroom floors. CmYour job is really menial and you make no bread F7then a five o'clock you head...
[Chorus]
Eb/FBy subway... BbDowntownF Where the Bbguys are drips. DmDowntownA Where they Dmrip your slips. EbDowntownBb Where relEbationships are no Gmgo. Eb/FDown on skid BbrowF BbDown on skid GmrowDm7 GmDown on skid EbrowBb EbDown on skid Cm7row! F7
[Verse 3]
GmPoor! All my life I've always been Ebpoor. I keep asking God what I'm Gmfor, and he tells me "Gee, I'm not Dmsure Cm7Sweep that Eb/Ffloor, kid." CmOh, G CmI started life as an orGmphan, a child of Dmthe streetGm Here on skid row.Cm G CmHe took me in, gave me Gmshelter, a bed, C7Crust of bread and a job BbTreats me like dirt, C7calls me a slob, Which I F7sus4am. F7So I live
[Chorus]
BbDowntown That's your home address. Ya live DmDowntown When your life's a mess. Ya live Eb Downtown Where depressions' jes' GmStatus Quo.
Eb/FDown on skid Bbrow Someone show me a way to get outa here, Dm'cause I constantly pray I'll get outa here EbPlease, won't somebody say I'll get outa here GmSomeone gimme my shot or I'll Eb/Frot here.
BbShow me how and I will, I'll get out-a here. DmI'll start climbin' up hill and get out-a here. EbSomeone tell me I still could get out-a here. GmSomeone tell lady luck that I'm Eb/Fstuck here.
BbGee it sure would be swell to get out-a here DmBid the gutter fairwell and get out-a here EbI'd move heaven and hell to get out-a skid GmI'd do I dunno what F7sus4to get out-a skid but a hell of a lot to get out-a skid people tell me there's not a way out-a skid but believe me I gotta get out-a skid Bbrow. F Bb F Bb F Bb