Race: Hey! That's my cigar!
Albert: GO STEAL ANOTHER!
Specs: (referring to the other boys) HEY, LOOK, ITS BATH TIME AT THE ZOO!
Henry: I THOUGHT THAT ID SURPRISE MY MOTHER
Albert: If you can find her
Newsies: Who asked you?
Race: FROM BOTTLE ALLEY TO THE HARBOR,
THERES EASY PICKINS GUARANTEED.
Finch: TRY ANY BANKER, BUM, OR BARBER.
THEY ALMOST ALL KNOWS HOW TO READ.
Jack: ITS A CROOKED GAME WE'RE PLAYIN', ONE WELL NEVER LOSE,
LONG AS SUCKERS DONT MIND PAYIN JUST TO GET BAD NEWS!
Newsies: AINT IT A FINE LIFE
CARRYING THE BANNER THROUGH IT ALL!
A MIGHTY FINE LIFE
CARRYING THE BANNER TOUGH AND TALL.
WHEN THAT BELL RINGS
WE GOES WHERE WE WISHES.
WES AS FREE AS FISHES.
SURE BEATS WASHIN DISHES.
WHAT A FINE LIFE
CARRYING THE BANNER HOME FREE ALL.
Finch: Hey, Crutchie, whats your leg say? Gonna rain?
Crutchie: (shakes his leg) No rain. Partly cloudy. Clear by
evening.
Race: Ha! And the limp sells fifty papes a week all by itself!
Crutchie: I dont need the limp to sell papes.
I got personality.
IT TAKES A SMILE THAT SPREADS LIKE BUTTER,
THE KIND THAT TURNS A LADYS HEAD
Race: IT TAKES AN ORPHAN WITH A STUTTER,
Finch: WHO'S ALSO BLIND-
Albert: AND MUTE-
Elmer: AND DEAD!
Crutchie, Buttons & Jo Jo: SUMMER STINKS AND WINTERS FREEZIN
WHEN YOU WORKS OUTDOORS.
Jack, Tommy Boy, Crutchie, Buttons & Jo Jo: START OUT SWEATIN, END UP SNEEZIN,
IN BETWEEN IT POURS!
Newsies: STILL ITS A FINE LIFE
CARRYING THE BANNER WITH ME CHUMS.
A BUNCH OF BIG SHOTS,
TOSSIN OUT A FREEBIE TO THE BUMS.
Finch: HEY! WHATS THE HOLD UP?
WAITIN MAKES ME ANTSY.
I LIKES LIVING CHANCEY,
Newsies: HARLEM TO DELANCEY
WHAT A FINE LIFE
CARRYING THE BANNER THROUGH THE-
Nuns: BLESSED CHILDREN,
THOUGH YOU WANDER LOST AND DEPRAVED,
JESUS LOVES YOU.
YOU SHALL BE SAVED.
Race: CURDLED COFFEE,
CONCRETE DOUGHNUTS SPRINKLED WITH MOLD,
HOMEMADE
BISCUITS
JUST TWO YEARS OLD
Jack: IF I HATE THE HEADLINE
ILL MAKE UP A HEADLINE
Jack & Crutchie: AND ILL SAY ANYTHING I HAVETA,
CAUSE AT TWO FOR A PENNY,
Jack, Crutchie, Race & Romeo: IF I TAKE TOO MANY
WEASEL JUST MAKES ME EAT EM AFTA
Newsies: GOT A FEELIN BOUT THE HEADLINE!
I SMELLS ME A HEADLINE!
PAPES ARE GONNA SELL LIKE WE WAS GIVIN EM AWAY!
BETCHA DINNER ITS A DOOZY
BOUT A PISTOL-PACKIN FLOOZY
WHO KNOWS HOW TO MAKE A NEWSIES DAY!
YOU WANNA MOVE
THE NEXT EDITION?
GIVE US AN EARTHQUAKE OR A WAR.
Elmer: HOW BOUT A CROOKED POLITICIAN?
Newsies: YA NITWIT, THAT AINT NEWS NO MORE!
UPTOWN TO GRAND CENTRAL STATION,
DOWN TO CITY HALL,
WE IMPROVES OUR CIRCULATION
WALKIN TILL WE FALL!
Newsies: BUT WELL BE OUT THERE
CARRYING THE BANNER MAN TO MAN.
WERE ALWAYS OUT THERE
SOAKIN EVRY SUCKER THAT WE CAN.
HERES THE HEADLINE:
NEWSIES ON A MISSION!
KILL THE COMPETITION!
SELL THE NEXT EDITION!
WELL BE OUT THERE
CARRYING THE BANNER!
SEE US OUT THERE
CARRYING THE BANNER!
ALWAYS OUT THERE
CARRYING THE BANNER!
WELL ALL BE OUT THERE
CARRYING THE BANNER MAN TO MAN.
WERE ALWAYS OUT THERE
SOAKIN EVRY SUCKER THAT WE CAN.
HERES THE HEADLINE:
NEWSIES ON A MISSION!
KILL THE COMPETITION!
SELL THE NEXT EDITION!
WELL BE OUT THERE
CARRYING THE BANNER!
SEE US OUT THERE
CARRYING THE BANNER!
ALWAYS OUT THERE
CARRYING THE BANNER!

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