RACETRACK:
That's my cigar!
SNIPESHOOTER:
You'll steal anudder!
KID BLINK:
Hey bummers, we got work tah do!
RACETRACK:
Since when did you become me mudder?
CRUTCHY:
Aww, stop your bawling!
NEWSIES:
Hey, who asked you?
MUSH: So, how'd you sleep Jack?
JACK: On me back Mush.
MUSH: Ha ha. Hear that fellas? Hear what Jack said?
I asked Jack how he slept and he said 'On me back Mush'
CRUTCHY: Jack, when I walk, does it look like I'm faking it?
JACK: No. Who says you're faking it?
CRUTCHY: I dunno. It's just there's so many fake crips on the street today, a real crip ain't got a chance. I gotta find me a new selling spot where they ain't used to seeing me.
MUSH:
Try Bottle Alley or the harbour
RACETRACK:
Try
JACK:
Try any baker, bum, or barber
SKITTERY:
They almost all knows how to read
KID BLINK:
I smell money
CRUTCHY:
You smell foul!
MUSH:
Met this girl last night
CRUTCHY:
Move your elbow!
RACETRACK:
Pass the towel!
SKITTERY:
For a buck I might!
NEWSIES:
Ain't it a fine life
Carrying the banner through it all?
A mighty fine life
Carrying the banner tough and tall
Every morning, we goes where we wishes
We's as free as fishes
Sure beats washin' dishes
What a fine life
Carrying the banner home-free all!
JACK:
It takes a smile as sweet as butter
CRUTCHY:
The kind that ladies can resist
RACETRACK:
It takes an orphan with a stutter
NEWSIES:
Who ain’t afraid to use his fist!
Summer stinks and winter's waiting
Welcome to
Boy, ain't nature fascinating
When you'se gotta walk?
Still, it's a fine life
Carrying the banner with me chums
A mighty fine life
Blowing every nickel as it comes
CRUTCHY:
I'm no snoozer
Sitting makes me antsy
I likes living chancy
NEWSIES:
What a fine life
Carrying the banner through the slums
NEWSIES:
If I hate the headline, I'll make up the headline
And I'll say anything I hafta
'Cause it's two for a penny, if I take too many
Weasel just makes me eat 'em afta
(Sung in counterpoint)
1. Look! They're putting up the headline
They call that a headline?
I get better stories from the copper on the beat
I was gunna start with twenty but a dozen'll be plenty
Tell me, how'm I gonna make ends meet?
2. What's it say?
That won't pay!
So where's your spot?
Gosh, it's hot!
Will ya tell me how'm I gonna make ends meet?
(End counterpoint)
NEWSIES:
We need a good assassination!
We need an earthquake or a war!
SNIPESHOOTER:
How 'bout a crooked politician?
NEWSIES:
Hey, stupid, that ain't news no more!
Uptown to Grand Central Station
Down to City Hall
We improves our circulation
Walkin' til we fall!
(Sung in counterpoint)
1. (Split in two at first)
It’s a fine life
Carrying the banner through it all
A mighty fine life
Carrying the banner tough and tall
See the headline
Newsies on a mission
Kill the competition
Sell the next edition
What a fine life
Carrying the banner
It’s a fine life
Carrying the banner
It’s a fine life
Carrying the banner
It’s a fine life
Carrying the banner
It’s a fine life
Carrying the banner
It’s a go!
2.Look, they're putting up the headline
They call that a headline
I get better stories from the copper on the beat
I was gunna start with twenty but a dozen'll be plenty
Will ya tell me, how'm I gonna make ends meet?
Hitched it on a trolley,
Meet ya forty fourth and second,
Little
Bleeker’s further than I reckoned,
By the courthouse,
By the stables on the corner someone beckoned
And I go get ‘em cowboy
You got ‘em now, boy!
And I go get ‘em cowboy
You got ‘em now, boy!
Go!
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