Now (It's Just The Gas) - Little Shop Of Horrors
Now, do it now While he's gassing himself to a palpable stupor The timing's ideal and the moment is super To ready and fire and blow the sick bastard away Now, do it now Just a flicker of pressure right here on the trigger And Audrey won't have to put up with that pig for another day Now, for the girl, now, for the plant Now, yes I will but I can't Don't be fooled if I should giggle Like a sappy, happy dope It's just the gas, it's got me high But don't let that fact deceive you Any moment I could die Though I giggle and I chortle Bear in mind, I'm not immortal Why this whole thing strikes me funny I don't know 'Cause it really is a rotten way to go What we have here is an ethical dilemma 'Less I help him get the mask removed He doesn't have a prayer True the gun was never fired But the way events transpired I could finish him with simple laissez faire What we have here is a tricky moral problem Do I help remove the mask, or let him go for lack of air? Couldn't shoot him when I tried, but the fates are on my side I can off the guy by staying in the chair... Don't be fooled if I should chuckle Like hyenas in a zoo It's just the gas, it turns me on But don't let my mirth deceive you Any moment, I'll be gone All my vital signs are failing 'Cause the oxide I'm inhaling Makes it difficult as hell to catch my breath Are you dumb or hard of hearing Or relieved my end is nearing? Are you satisfied? I laughed myself to Death
Artist: Little Shop Of Horrors
Title: Now (It's Just The Gas)