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Overture

(Voice Over)On the 21st day of

September, in an early decade not too long before

our own...

The human race encountered a deadly threat

to its very existence...

And this terrifying enemy surfaced – as such enemies

often do – in the most unlikely of places.

Little shop, little shop of horrors

Little shop, little shop of terror …call a cop …

No, oh, oh, n’no!

Little shop, little shop of horrors

Bop sh’bop, little shop of terror …watch em drop …

No, oh, oh, n’no!

Shing-a-ling, what a creepy thing to be

happenin’

Lookout!

Shang-a-lang, feel the sturm and drang in the air!

Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!

Sha la laStop right where you areDon’cha move a thing!

You’d better tell your Mama somethin’s gonna

get her - Everybody better beware!

(Music)

Oh, here it comes baby, tell the bums baby

Oh, oh n’no!

Oh! Hit the dirt, baby!Red alert, baby!

Oh, oh, n’no!

Alley oop Haul it off the stoop.

Child, I’m warnin’ you…

Lookout!

Runaway, child, you gonna pay if you fail

Yeah, yeah, yeah!

Look aroun’ something’s coming down

the street for you

You betcha, ya bet your butt ya betcha,

somethin’s come to get’cha.

Better watch your back and tail.

Come-a, come-a, come-a

Little shop, little shop of horrors. Bop sh’bop

you’ll never stop the terror...

Little shop, little shop of horrors.

No! Oh, oh, n’no!

(Tic toc)

CRASH!(off stage)

What did you break now, Krelborn?

(Seymour offstage)Nothing, Mr.

Mushnik.

(Mumbles in Yiddish)

–So, she finally decides to come to work?

–Good morning, Mr. Mushnik.

What morning? It’s two o’clock in the

afternoon.

Not that we had a customer. Who has

customers at a flower shop on Skid Row?

I’m sorry.

(CRASH offstage)

– Seymour, what is going on back there?

– (Offstage) Very little, Mr. Mushnik.

Audrey, you’d better go back there and see … Audrey, where’d you get that shiner?

– Shiner…?

– Audrey, that greasy boyfriend of yours – he’s been beating up on you again?

Look, I know it’s none of my business, but

I’m beginning to think he’s maybe not such a

nice boy.

You don’t meet nice boys when you live on

Skid Row, Mr. Mushnik.

I got these re-potted for you, Mr…

Seymour! Look what you’ve done to the

inventory.

Don’t yell at Seymour, Mr. Mushnik.

Hi, Audrey – You look radiant today. Is that

new eye makeup?

I’ll clean it up before any of the customers

get here.

Well, that ought to give you plenty of

time.

Look, God, what an existence I got! Misfit employees, bums on

the sidewalk…

… business is lousy. My life a living hell.

You! Urchins! Off the stoop! It ain’t bad

enough I got winos, I need 3 worthless

ragamuffins too?

– We ain’t bothering nobody, are we Crystal?

– No, we’re not, Ronette.

– You ought to be in school.

– We’re on the split shift.

– Right. We went to the 5th grade, then we split.

– So how do you intend to better yourselves?

Better ourselves? Mister, when you from

Skid Row, ain’t no such thing.

Alarm goes off at seven and you start uptown

you put in your 8 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, 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 hopheads flop in the snow - Down on

Skid Row

Uptown you cater to a million jerks. Uptown you’re messengers and

mailroom clerks

Eatin’ your lunches at the hot-dog carts. 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 5 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 a no-go

Down on Skid Row

Poor! All my life I’ve always been poor. I keep asking 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, 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 just 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 my shot or I’ll

rot here!

SEYMORE: Show me how and I will. I’ll get outa here.

ALL:

Downtown, there’s no rules for us.

SEYMORE: I’ll

start climbin’ uphill and get outa here.

ALL:

Downtown, cause it’s dangerous.

SEYMORE:

Someone tell me I could still get outa here.

ALL:

Downtown, where the rainbow’s jus a no-show

SEYMORE:

Someone tell Lady Luck that I’m stuck here!

ALL:

When you live …

SEYMORE & AUDREY:

Gee, it sure would be swell to get outa here

ALL:

Downtown, where the sun don’t shine

SEYMORE & AUDREY:

Bid the gutter farewell and get outa here

ALL:

Downtown, past the bottom line

SEYMORE & AUDREY:

I’d move heaven and hell to get outa Skid

ALL:

Downtown, go ask any wino, he’ll know

SEYMORE & AUDREY:

I’d do, I’dunno what, to get outa Skid

ALL:

Downtown!

SEYMORE & AUDREY:

But a hell of a lot to get outa Skid

ALL:

Downtown!

SEYMORE & AUDREY:

People tell me there’s not a way outa Skid Row, but

believe me, I gotta get outa…

Skid Row!

Look at that, 6 o’clock and we

didn’t sell so much as a fern. I guess

this is it.

Don’t bother coming in tomorrow.

– You don’t mean.

– You can’t mean.

What, don’t I mean? I mean I’m closed,

forget it, kaput! I’m closing this god-and-

customer forsaken place.

Mr. Mushnik, forgive me, but has it occurred to you that maybe the

firm needs to move in a new direction?

What Seymour’s trying to say, well

we’ve talked about it and we both agree…