Pulitzer and Hearst, they think we're nothin'
Are we nothin'?
No
Pulitzer and Hearst, they think they got us
Do they got us?
No
Even though we ain't got hats or badges
We're a union just by sayin' so
And the world will know
What's it gonna take to stop the wagons?
Are we ready?
Yeah
What's it gonna take to stop the scabbers?
Can we do it?
Yeah
We'll do what we gotta do until we
Break the will of mighty Bill and Joe
And the World will know
And the Journal too
Mr. Hearst and Pulitzer, have we got news for you
See, the world don't know
But they're gonna pay
'Stead of hawkin' headlines we'll be makin' 'em today
And our ranks will grow
And we'll kick their rear
And the world will know that we've been here
When the circulation bell starts ringin'
Will we hear it?
No
What if the Delancys come out swingin'
Will we hear it?
No
When you got a hundred voices singin'
Who can hear a lousy whistle blow?
And the world will know
That this ain't no game
That we got a ton of rotten fruit and perfect aim
So they gave their word?
Well it ain't worth beans
Now they gonna see what "stop the presses" really means
And the old will weep
And go back to sleep
Now we got no choice but to see it through
And we found our voice
And I lost my shoe
And the world will
Yeah
Pulitzer may own the World, but he don't own us
Pulitzer may own the World, but he don't own us
Pulitizer may crack the whip, but he won't whip us
Pulitizer may crack the whip, but he won't whip us
And the world will know
We been keepin' score
Either they gives us our rights or we gives them a war
We've been down too long
And we paid our dues
And the things we do today will be tomorrow's news
And the die is cast
And the torch is passed
And the roar will rise
From the streets below
And our ranks will grow
And grow
And grow
And so the world will feel the fire and finally know
Pulitzer may own the World, but he don't own us
Pulitzer may own the World, but he don't own us
Pulitzer may crack the whip, but he won't whip us
Pulitzer may crack the whip, but he won't whip us
So the world says no?
Well the kids do too
Try to walk all over us
We'll stomp all over you
Can they kick us out?
Take away our vote?
Will we let them stuff this crock o' garbage
Down our throat? No
Everyday we wait
Is a day we lose
And this ain't for fun
And it ain't for show
And we'll fight 'em toe to toe to toe and Joe
Your world will feel the fire and finally (finally) know
