Little Shop of Horrors (Prologue) Songtext

von Little Shop of Horrors

On the twenty-third day of the month of September
In an early year of a decade not too long before our own,
The human race suddenly encountered a deadly threat to its very existence.
And this terrifying enemy surfaced, as such enemies often do,
In the seemingly most innocent and unlikely of places.

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!
(Look out, look out, look out, look out!)
Shang-a-lang, feel the sturm and drang in the air.
(Yeah, yeah, yeah.)
Sha-la-la, stop right where you are. Don't you move a thing.
You better, you better, tellin' you you better
Tell your mama somethin's gonna get her.
She better, ev'rybody better beware.

Oh, here it comes, baby. Tell the world, baby. Oh, no, no.
Oh, hit the dirt, baby. Hit the dirt, baby. Oh, oh, oh, Oh, oh-oh, oh.
Alley Oop, hurry off to school Child, I'm warnin' you.
(Look out, look out, look out, look out.)
Run away. Child, you gonna pay if you stay. (Yeah, yeah, yeah.)
Look around. Somethin's comin' down, on the street for you.
(You betcha) You betcha, you bet your butt you betcha.
Best believe it, somethin's come to getcha.
You betcha, you better watch your back and beware.

(Comma comma comma)
Little shop, little shoppa horrors.
Bop sh-bop, you'll never stop the terror.
Little shop, little shoppa horrors.
No, oh, oh, no, oh, oh, no, oh, oh, no!