Ellen Greene
Ellen Greene - Skid Row (Downtown) lyrics
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[Michelle Weeks] 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.) Til 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! 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! [Weeks, Arnold, Campbell] Uptown you cater to a million jerks Uptown your messengers and mailroom clerks Eatin' 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 Jobs are really meanial, You'll make no bread And then at five o'clock you head (By subway) [Ellen Greene] Downtown Where the guys are drips. Downtown Where they rip your slips. Downtown Where relationships are no-go. Down on Skid Row! [Rick Moranis] 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 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 my shot or I'll rot here! Show me how and I will, (Downtown) I'll get outa here (There's no rules for us) I'll start climbin' up hill (Downtown) and get outa here (Cause it's dangerous) Someone tell me I still (Downtown) could get outa here (Where the rainbow's just) Someone tell lady luck (A no-show) that I'm stuck here (When you live) [Rick Moranis & Ellen Greene] Gee, it sure would be swell to get outta here Bid the gutter farewell and get outta here I'd move heaven and hell to get outa Skid I'd do I-dunno-what to get outta Skid, But a hell of a lot to get outta Skid, People tell me theres not a way outta Skid But believe me I gotta get outta Skid Row!