Carrying The Banner

Hey! That's my cigar
 You'll steal another
 Hey, look, it's bath time at the zoo
 I thought that I'd suprise my mother
 If you can find her
 Who asked you?
 From Bottle Alley to the harbor
 There's easy pickings guaranteed
 Try any banker, bum, or barber
 They almost all knows how to read!
 It's a crooked game we're playin'
 One we'll never lose
 Long as suckers don't mind payin'
 Just to get bad news
 Ain't it a fine life
 Carryin' the banner through it all
 A mighty fine life
 Carryin' the banner tough and tall
 When the bell rings
 We goes where we wishes
 We's as free as fishes
 Sure beats washing dishes
 What a fine life
 Carryin' the banner home-free all!
 Hey Crutchie, what your leg say, gonna rain?
 No rain, partly cloudy, clear by evenin'!
 And the limp sells fifty papes a week, all by itself!
 I don't need the limp to sell papes, I've got personality
 It takes a smile that spreads like butter
 The kind that turns a lady's head
 It takes an orphan with a stutter
 Who's also blind
 And mute
 And dead!
 Summer stinks and winter's freezing
 When you works outdoors
 Start out sweating, end up sneezing
 In between it pours!
 Still, it's a fine life
 Carryin' the banner with me chums
 Still, it's a fine life
 Carryin' the banner with me chums
 A bunch of big shots
 Tossin' out a freebie to the bums
 A bunch of big shots
 Tossin' out a freebie
 Hey! What's the hold up?
 Waitin' makes me antsy
 I likes living chancey
 Harlem to Delancey
 What a fine life
 Carryin' the banner through the-
 Blessed children
 Though you wander lost and depraved
 Jesus loves you
 You shall be saved!
 Curdled (just give me half a cup)
 Coffee (something to wake me up)
 Concrete donuts (I gotta find an angle)
 Sprinkled with mold (it's gettin' bad out there)
 Homemade (papers is all I got, it's 88 degrees)
 Biscuits (Jack says to change my spot)
 (Wish I could catch a breeze)
 Just two (maybe it's worth a shot)
 Years old (all I can catch is fleas)
 If I hate the headline
 I'll make up a 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
 Got a feelin' bout the headline
 I smells me a headline
 Papes is gonna sell like we was givin' 'em away
 Betcha dinner it's a doozy
 'Bout a pistol-packing floozey
 Who knows how to make a newsie's day
 You wanna move the next edition
 Give us an earthquake or a war
 How 'bout a crooked politician?
 Ya nitwit, that ain't news no more!
 Uptown to Grand Central Station
 Down to City Hall
 We improves our circulation
 Walking till we fall
 But we'll be out there
 Carrying the banner man to man!
 We're always out there
 Soakin' every sucker that we can!
 See the headline:
 Newsies on a mission!
 Kill the competition
 Sell the next edition
 We'll be out there, carryin' the banner
 See us out there, carryin' the banner
 Always out there, carryin' the banner
 We'll all be out there
 Carryin' the banner man to man
 We're always out there
 Soakin' every sucker that we can
 Here's the headline:
 Newsies on a mission
 Kill the competition
 Sell the next edition
 We'll be out there, carryin' the banner
 See us out there, carryin' the banner
 Always out there, carryin' the banner
 Ah, ah, ah, go!