PROLOGUE/JET SONG
When you're a Jet,
You're a Jet all the way
From your first cigarette
To your last dyin' day.
When you're a Jet,
If the spit hits the fan, you got brother's around,
You're a family man!
You're never alone,
You're never disconnected!
You're home with your own:
When company's expected, you're well protected!
Then you are set
With a capital J,
Which you'll never forget
Till they cart you away.
When you're a Jet,
You stay A Jet!
When you're a Jet,
You're the top cat in town,
You're the gold-medal kid
With the heavyweight crown!
When you're a Jet,
You're the swingin'est thing:
Little boy, you're a man;
Little man, you're a king!
The Jets are in gear, out cylinders are clickin'!
The Sharks'll steer clear
'Cause ev'ry Puerto Rican's lousy chicken!
Here come the Jets
Like a bat out of hell.
Someone gets in our way, somesone don't feel so well.
Here come the Jets:
Little world, step aside!
Better go underground,
Better run, better hide.
We're drawin' the line,
We're hangin' a sign,
Says "Visitors forbidden"
And we ain't kiddin'!
Here come the Jets,
An' we're gonna beat ev'ry last buggin gang
On the whole ever-mother-lovin' street!
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"There is nothing good nor bad,
but thinking makes it so."
~ Shakespeare's "Hamlet"
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