[ORIN, spoken]
Oh Seymour, this is gonna be a pleasure
I'm gonna want some nitrous oxide for this one
In fact, I'm gonna use my special gas mask
You just relax, Seymour, I'll be with you in a moment

[SEYMOUR, sung]
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

(ORIN laughs, maniacally)

Now, do it now
Just a flicker of pressure, right here on the trigger
And Audrey won't have to put up that pig for another day
Now. For the girl. Now. For the plant
Now. Yes, I will! But I can't

[ORIN, spoken]
Ooooh, Seymour! I am flyin' now!
Oh, the thing's we're gonna do to your mouth!
Well, I guess I've had about enough of this stuff
I'll just take this mask off now and--
Hey Seymour, guess what?
[SEYMOUR, spoken]
What?

[ORIN, spoken]
It's stuck!

[SEYMOUR, spoken]
What?

[ORIN, spoken]
The mask, it's stuck
I can't get it off
Jesus Christ, I could asphyxiate in here
Ah-hahaha!
Hey Seymour, give me a hand, will ya?

[SEYMOUR, spoken]
Well...

[ORIN, spoken]
"Well?"
He says well?
Seymour, I don't think you understand...

(sung)
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
[SEYMOUR]
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 as never fired
But the way events transpired
I could finish him with simple laisssez faire

[SEYMOUR & (ORIN)]
What we have here is a tricky moral problem (Now!)
Do I help remove the mask or let him go (Do it now!)
For lack of air?
Couldn't shoot him when I tried, (Help me now!)
But the fates are on my side
I can off the guy by staying in my chair! (Now!)

[ORIN]
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...
[SEYMOUR]
Death?