Pulitzer and Hearst, they think we're nothing
Are we nothing
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 saying 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《
Mister 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 been here
When the circulation bell starts ringing, will we hear it
No
What if the Delancey's come out swinging? Will we hear it
No
When ya got a hundred voices singing, 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're gonna see what "Stop the presses" really means
And the old will weep, and go back to sleep
And we got no choice but to see it through
And we found our voice
And I lost my shoe
And the world will
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
Pultizer 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 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 a roar will rise from the streets below
And our ranks will grow and grow and grow
And so the world will feel our 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 'em stuff this crock of 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