The World Will Know

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 Delanceys 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'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've found our boys, 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)

Pulitzer may crack the whip but he won't whip us (Pulitzer 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 torches passed

And the roar will rise (And the streets will grow)

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 'em stuff this crock of garbaged 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!