Little Shop of Horrors Lyrics Little Shop of Horrors Little Shop, little shoppa horrors Little shop, little shoppa terror Call a cop! Little shoppa horrors. No-----oh oh no-oh! Little shop, little shoppa horrors Bop sh'bop, little shoppa terror Watch 'em drop! Little shoppa horrors No-----oh oh no-oh! Shing-a-ling what a creepy thing To be happening Shang-a-lang feel the sturm and drang in the air Sha la la, stop right where you are Don't move a thing You better (tellin' you, you better) Tell your mama somethin's gonna get her She better (everybody better) Beware! Little shop, littl shoppa horrors Bob sh'bop you'll never stop the terror Little shop, little shoppa horrors No! Oh oh no! Skid Row (Downtown) Alarm goes off at seven And you start uptown You put in your eight hours For the powers that have always been Til it's five P.M. (Then you go) Downtown (Where the floks are broke) Downtown (Where your life's a joke) Downtown (When you buy your token , 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 ho-heads flop in the snow) Down on skid row Uptown you cater to a million jerks Uptown you're messengers and mail-room clerks Eating all your lunches at the hotdog cats The bosses take your money And they break your hearts Uptown you cater to a million whores You disinfect terrazzo on their bathroom floors Your morning's tribulation, afternoon's a curse And five o'clock is even worse (That's when you go) 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 Ande 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, calls me a slob, Which I am So I live (Downtown) That's your home address Ya live (Downtown)when your life's a mess Ya live (Downtown)where depression's jes' Status Quo (Down on skid row) Someone show me a way to get outa here Cause I constantly pray I'll get outa here Please won't somebody say I'll get outa here Someone gimme a my shot or I'll rot here Downtown(There's no rules for us) Downtown(Cause it's dangerous) Downtown(Where the rainbow's just a no-show) Downtown(Where the sun don't shine) Downtown(Past the bottom line) Downtown(Go ask anu wino, he'll know) (I'd do I dunno what to get outa skid) Downtown (But a hell of a lot to get outa skid) Downtown (People tell me there's not a way outa skid) Downtown (But believe me i gotta get outa skid) row Da Doo I was walking in the Wholesale Flower District that day. And I passed by this place where this old chinese man... He sometimes sells me weird and exotic cuttings. 'Cuase he knows, you see that, well, strange plants are my hobby. He didn't have anything unusual there that day. So I was just about to, you know, walk on by. When suddenly, and without warning, There was this... (Total eclipse of the Sun) It got very dark... And there was this strange humming sound, Like something from another world... And when the light came back this weird plant was just sitting there. Just, you know, stuck in, uh-among the zinias. I coulda sworn it hadn't been there before. But the old chinese man sold it to me anyways. For a dollar-ninety-five. Grow For Me I've given you sunshine I've given you dirt You've given me nothing But heatache 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 pootah 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 s'posed ta You're barely alive I've tried at levels of moisture From desert to mud I've given you grow-lights And mineral supplements What do you want from me---blood? (diologue) 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 Now please--oh please--grow for me Ya Never Know One day he pushed a broom Nothing in his news but gloom and doom The he lit a fuse and give him room Stand aside and watch that motha blow Explosion! Bang! Kerboom! Don't it go to show ya never know? Seymour was in a funk He was number zero Who'da thunk he'd become a hero? Just a punk, he was a forgotten so-and-so Then on day-----Crash! Kerplunk! Don't it go to show ya never know? All the world used to screw him Biff-what-pow! Now they interview him And they clamourto put his remarks On the air All the world used to hate him Now they're tartin' t'appreciate him All because of that strange little plant Over there Observe him! Here's a chap Everything is landing in his lap (I just cut my hand and in a snap Something out of Edgar Allen Poe has happened)Zam! Kazzap! Don't it go to show ya never know? One day you're slinging hash Feeling so rejected Lightning flash, you get resurrected Make a splash---now you rate the big Bravissimo And with a thundercrash--- Crash kerplunk, bam kerboom, Zang kazunk, zam kazoom Zowee powee holy cow he Ordered up a rainbow to go Wow! Pow! Lookout below! Don't it go to show ya never know? Mushnik and Son How would you like to be my son? How would you like to be my own adopted boy? (I never liked him much before, But count thr cash that's in the drawer I've got no choice---I'm much too poor--) Say yes (what for?) Seymour I want to Be your dad I'll gladly treat you Like my blood and my own flesh (Like Ozzie Nelson, dave, and Rick) Like HOney Fitz and take your pick (Then kiss me quick, I'll be your son) Don't make me sick, just be my son Mushnik and Son sounds great Three words with the ring of fate So say you'll incorporate with me A florist's dream come true Mushnik and his boychik, you--- What buisness we'll do for F.T.D Like Andy Hardy and the Judge Like Zeus and Mercury Like Dumas Fils and Pere (In trouble sickness and in health) We'll share the plant and share the wealth I'll call my lawyer (call me son) Mushnik and Son, that's that (Officially I'm your brat) Consider the matter closed and done Now to the world let's stick Our senior and junior shtick (Through thin and through thick) Through sloppy and slick Through kiss and through kick Mushnik and Son! Dentist When I was younger, just a bad little kid My mama noticed funny things I did Like shooting puppies with a B.B. gun I'd poison guppies and when I was done I'd find a pussy cat 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 temperment's wrong for the priesthood And teaching would suit you still less Son, be a dentist You'll be a success (dialogue) I am your dentist (goodness gracious) And I enjoy the career that I picked I am your dentist (fitting braces) And I get off on the pain I inflict When I start extracting those molars you girls'll be screaming like holy rollers (Dentist!) And though it may cause my patients distress Someowhere in heaven above me, I know that my mama's proud of me 'Cause I'm a dentist---and a success Say Ah! Now spit! Somwhere That's Green I know Seymour's the greatest But I'm dating a semi-satist So I got a black eye And my arm's in a cast Still, that Seymour's a cutie Well, if not he has inner beauty And I dream of a place Where we could be together at last (dialogue) 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 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-Sole scented air Somewhere that's green Between our frozen dinner And our bed-time, nine-fifteen We snuggle watching Lucy On our big, enourmous, twelve-inch screen I'm his December Bride He's father,he Knows Best Our kids watch 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 Feed Me (Git It) Feed me! Feed me! Feed me! Feed me, Seymour Feed me all night long That's right boy You can do it Feed me, Seymour 'Cause if you feed me, Seymour I can grow up big and strong (dialogue) Would you like a Cadillac car? Or a guest shot on Jack Paar? How about a date with Patty lamarr? You gonna git it Would you like to be a big wheel? Dining out for every meal? I'm the plant can make it all real! You gonna git it I'm your genie, I'm your friend I'm your willing slave Take a chance, just feed me and You know the kinda eats, The kinda red hot treats, The sticky-licky sweets I crave Come on, Seymour, don't be a putz Trust me and your life'll surely rival King Tut's Show a little 'nitiative, work up the guts And you'll get it. (I don't know, I don't know I have so many strong reservations Should I go and perform mutilation?) Think about a room at the ritz Wrapped in velvet, covered in glitz A little nookie gonna clean up your zits And you'll get it (Gee, I'd like a Harley machine Toolin' around like I was James Dean, Making all the guys on the corner turn green) So git it And if you wanna be profound And you really gotta justify Take a breath and look around A lot of folks deserve to die (dialogue) 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 (I) need blood and he's goe more than enough SO GO GIT IT Now (It's Just the Gas) (Now do it now While he's gassing himself to a palpable stupor The timing's ideal and the moment is super To ready and fire and blow the sick bastard away Now, do it now Just a flicker of pressure, right here on the trigger And Audrey won't have to put up with that pig for another day Now---for the girl---for the plant Now---yes I will. . .but I can't) (dialogue) Don't be fooled if I should giggle Like a sappy, happy dope It's just the gas, it's got me high But don't let that fact decieve you Any moment I could die Though I giggle and I chortle, Bear in mind I'm not immortal Why this whole thing strikes me funny I don't know why---cause it really is a rotten way to go (what we have here is an ethical dilemma 'Less I help him get the mask removed, He doesn't have a prayer True to the gun was never fired But the way events have transpired, I can finish him with simple laissez faire) Don't be fooled if I should chuckle Like hyenas in a zoo It's just the gas, it turns me on But don't let my mirth decieve you All my vital signs are falling Cause the oxide I'm inhaling Make it difficult as hell to catch my breath Are you dumb or hard of hearing? Or relieved my end is nearing? Are you satisfied? I laughed myself to. . . (Death) Closed for Renovation We're closed for renovation For spiffing-up and grooming 'Cause customers are flocking AAnd buisness has been booming We need refridgeration In our new, improved display So we're closed for renovation Today We're closed for decoration 'Cause fortune has been smiling So now we're due for painting New plumbing and re-tiling We'll make a ship-shape showplace Of a little shop and then Tomorrow we'll be open Again (dialogue) We're closed for renovation For swabbing-down and brooming 'Cause buisness has been thriving Since Audrey Two's been blooming The phones have not stopped ringing With customers who say Another bunch of peonies Another dozen daisies please Geraniums, anemoes Forget-me-nots and fleurs-de-lis With gratis home deliveries On paid-in-fulls and C.O.D's We're closed for renovation Today Suddenly Seymour Lift up you head Wash off your mascara Here take my kleenex Wipe that lipstick away Show me your face as 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 makeup 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's snap his fingers Me, I'd say 'sure' Suddenly Seymour Is standing beside me He don't give me orders He don't codescend Suddenly Seymour Is here to provide me Sweet understandting Seymour's my friend Tell me this feeling lasts till forever Tell me the bad times are clean washed away Please understand that it's still strange and frightenin' For losers like I've been It's so hard to say Sudenly Seymour He purified you (me) Suddenly Seymour showed me I (you)can Learn to be more The girl that's iside me (you) With sweet understanding Seymour's my (your)man Suppertime He's got your number now He knows just what you done You got no place to hide YOu got nowhere to run He knows your life of crime I think it's suppertime He's got his facts all straight You know he's on your trail He's gonna turn you in They're gonna put you in jail He's got the goods and I'm All set for 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, come on I swear on all my spores When he's gone, the world will be yours Come on, come on It's supertime The Meek Shall Inherit Hey Seymour Krelbourn, you prince you My name is Bernstein, I'm with N.B.C I came down here to convice you To do a weekly T.V. show for me Seymour Krelbourn's gardening tips For half an hour on Sundays at four T.V.'s first home-gardening sprogram You'll make a mint and our ratings will soar They say the meek shall inherit You know the book doesn't lie It's not a question of merit It's not demand in supply They say the meek gonna get it And you a meek little guy You know the meek are gonna get What's coming to them By and by (dialogue) Forget the cable we sent you It's nice to meet me, the pleasure is your Now let my firm represent you We want to book you on lecturing tours College campus, Rotary Club The kind of bookings my office can do Show the plant, then talk, answer questions It's educational, lucritve too (My future's starting, I've got to let it Stick with that plant and gee My bank account will thrive What am I saying? No way! Forget it! It's much too dangerous to keep the plant alive I take these offers That means more killing Who knew success would come with Messy, nasty strings? I sign these contracts That means I'm willing To keep on doing bloody, awful, evil things! NO! NO! There's only so far you can bend No! No! This nightmare must come to an end No! No! You've got no alternative Seymour old boy Thought it means you'll be broke again and unemployed It's the only solution, it can't be avoided--- The vegetable must be destroyed! But then there's Audrey, lovely Audrey If life were tawdry and impoverished as before She might not like me, she might not want me Without my plant, she might not love me anymore) They say the meek shall inherit You know the book doesn't lie It's not a question of merit It's not demand in supply You'll make a fortune, we swear it If on this fact you rely You know the meek are gonna get What's coming to them By and by Sominex/Suppertime II I couldn't sleep I took a Sominex But the voices in my head kept saying Go to Seymour, talk to Seymour I drank som etea But gee the feeling wasn't gone Seymour, sweetheart Tell me, darling what's been goin on? Hey little ladie, hello You're lookin' cute as can be You're lookin' mighty sweet No, it ain't Seymour---it's me! You're friendly Audrey Two This plant is talking to you (dialogue) Come on give me a drink Hey, little ladie, be nice Sure do, I'll drink it straight Don't need no glass and no ice Don't need no twist of lime And now it's suppertime! Finale (Don't Feed the Plants) Subsequent to the events you have just witnessed Similar events in cities across America--- Events which bore a striking resemblence To the ones you have just seen---began occuring Subsequent to the events you have just witnessed Ususpecting jerks from Maine to California Made the aquaintance of a new breed of flytrap And got sweet-talked into feeding it blood Thus the plants worked their terrible will Finding jerks who would feed them their fill And the plants proceeded to grow----and grow---- And begin what they came here to do Which was essentially to eat Cleveland and Des Moines and Peoria and New York AND WHERE YOU LIVE! They may offer you fortune and fame Love and money and instant acclaim But whatever they offer you Don't feed the plants They may offer you lots of cheap thrills Fancy condos in Beverley Hills But whatever they offer you Don't feed the plants Look out! Here comes Audrey Two! Look out! (Here I come for you!) Hold on to your hat and hang on to your soul Somethings coming to eat the world whole If we fight, we've still got a chance But whatever they offer you Though they're slopping the trough for you Don't feed the plants (We've got tomorrow) DON'T FEED THE PLANTS!