“Seymour: [singing] 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…”Tagged: skid row, downtown