Alan Menken
Alan Menken - Carrying The Banner lyrics
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That's my cigar Snipeshooter: You'll steal anudder Kid Blink: Hey, bummers We got work tah do Specs: Since when did you become me mudder? Crutchy: Ah, stop yer bawling! Newsies: Hey! Who ast you?? Mush: Try Bottle Alley or the harbor Racetrack: Try Central Park, it's guaranteed Jack: Try any banker, bum, or barber ... Skittery: They almost all knows how to read! Kid Blink: I smell money Crutchy: You smell foul! Mush: Met this goyl 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 washing 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't resist Racetrack: It takes an orphan with a stutter Jack: Who ain't afraid ta use his Kid Blink: Fist! Newsies: Summer stinks and winter's waiting Welcome to New Yawk! Boy, ain't nature fascinating When youse 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: Harlem tah Delancey What a fine life Carrying the banner through the slums Nuns: Blessed children Though you wander lost and depraved Jesus loves you You shall be saved! SUNG IN COUNTERPOINT: Patrick's Mother Patrick, darling, Since you left me I am undone Mother loves you! God, save my son! Racetrack: Just gimme half a cup Kid Blink: Something ta wake me up Mush: I gotta find an angle Crutchy: I gotta sell more papes Various Newsies: Papers is all I got Wish I could catch a breeze Sure hope the headline's hot All I can catch is fleas God, help me if it's not! Somebody help me, please ... Newsies: If I hate the headlines I'll make up the headline And I'll say anything I hafta 'Cause at 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 a headline They call that a headline? I get better stories From the copper on the beat! I was gonna start at twenty Now 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? God, it's hot! Will ya tell me How'm I gonna make ends meet? 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 Walking till we fall SUNG IN COUNTERPOINT: 1. Still we'll be out there Carrying the banner man to man! We'll be out there Soaking every sucker that we can! See the headline: Newsies on a mission! Kill the competition Sell the next edition While we're out there Carrying the banner is the-- 2. Look, they're putting up a headline They call that a headline? The idiot who wrote it Must be working for the Sun! Didja hear about the fire? 3. Heard it killed old man Maguire! 2. Heard the toll was even higher 3.Why do I miss all the fun? 2. Hitched it on a trolley 3. Meetcha Forty-fourth and Second 2. Little Italy's a secret 3. Bleecker's further than I reckoned 2. By the courthouse 3. Near the stables 2. On the corner someone beckoned! and I ... 1. 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!... 2. Would you look at that headline? You call that a headline? I get better stories From the copper on the beat! I was gonna start with twenty Now a dozen'll be plenty Would you tell me how'm I ever Gonna make ends meet? Hitched it on a trolley Meetcha Forty-fourth and Second Little Italy's a secret Bleecker's further than I reckoned By the courthouse Near the stables On the corner someone beckoned! Go get 'em Cowboy ... You got 'em now, boy