Alan Menken — Prologue/Little Shop of Horrors

[A VOICE NOT UNLIKE GOD'S, spoken] 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 [CRYSTAL, RONETTE, CHIFFON] 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! [CHIFFON] Shing-a-ling, what a creepy thing To be happenin' [GIRLS, spoken] Lookout, lookout, lookout, lookout! [CHIFFON] Shang-a-lang, feel the sturm And drang in the air [CHIFFON] Sha-la-la, stop right where you are Don't you move a thing [RONETTE] You better [GIRLS] You better Tellin' you, you better Tell your mama somethin's gonna Get her She better. Ev'rybody better Beware! [RONETTE] Come-a, come-a, come-a [GIRLS] 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!