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Skid Row (Downtown)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Michelle Weeks
Michelle Weeks
Performer
Tisha Campbell
Tisha Campbell
Performer
Tichina Arnold
Tichina Arnold
Performer
Ellen Greene
Ellen Greene
Performer
Rick Moranis
Rick Moranis
Performer
Miles Goodman
Miles Goodman
Orchestra
London Rhythm Section
London Rhythm Section
Instrumental Ensemble
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Howard Ashman
Howard Ashman
Composer
Alan Menken
Alan Menken
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Bob Gaudio
Bob Gaudio
Producer

Lyrics

Alarm goes off at seven and you start uptown You put in your eight hours for the powers that have always been (Sing it, child) 'Till it's five 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, you go Home to Skid Row (home to Skid Row) (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 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 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, where the guys are drips (Downtown) Where they rip your slips (Downtown) Where relationships are no go Down on Skid Row (down on Skid Row) Down on Skid Row (down on Skid Row) Down on Skid Row (down on Skid Row) Down on Skid Row 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, crusts 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 outta here 'Cause I constantly pray I'll get outta here Please, won't somebody say I'll get outta here? Someone gimme my shot or I'll rot here (Downtown, there's no rules for us) Show me how and I will, I'll get outta here (Downtown, 'cause it's dangerous) I'll start climbin' uphill and get outta here (Downtown, where the rainbow's just a no-show) Someone tell me I still could get outta here Someone tell lady luck that I'm stuck here (when you live) (Downtown, where the sun don't shine) Gee, it sure would be swell to get outta here (Downtown, past the bottom line) Bid the gutter farewell and get outta here (Downtown, go ask any wino, he'll know) I'd move heaven and hell to get outta Skid I'd do I don't know what to get outta Skid (Downtown) But a hell of a lot to get outta Skid (Downtown) People tell me there's not a way outta Skid (Downtown) But believe me, I gotta get outta Skid Row
Writer(s): Alan Menken, Howard Elliott Ashman Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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