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"King of New York" is a song from Newsies sung by the newsies after having a story printed about them in the newspaper.

Lyrics

A pair of new shoes with matchin' laces
A permanent box at Sheepshead races
A porcelain tub with boilin' water
A Saturday night with the Mayor's daughter

Look at me
I'm the King of New York
Suddenly, I'm respectable
Starin' right at 'cha
Lousy with stature

Nobbin' with all the muckety mucks
I'm blowin' my dough and goin' deluxe
And there I be, ain't I pretty?
It's my city, I'm the King of New York

A corduroy suit with fitted knickers
A mezzanine seat to see the flickers
Havana cigars that cost a quarter
An editor's desk for the Star Reporter

Tip your hat
He's the King of New York
How 'bout that
I'm the King of New York

In nothing flat
He'll be covering
Brooklyn to Trenton
Our man Denton

Makin' a headline out of a hunch
Protecting the weak and payin' for lunch
When I'm at bat, strong men crumble
Proud yet humble I'm the King of New York
(He's the King of New York)

I gotta be either dead or dreamin'
'Cause look at that pape with my face beamin'
Tomorrow they may wrap fishes in it
But I was a star for one whole minute

Startin' now
I'm the King of New York
Ain't ya heard? I'm the King of New York

Holy cow, it's miracle
Pulitzer's cryin'
Weasel, he's dyin'
Flashpots are shootin' bright as the sun
I'm one highfalutin' son of a gun

Don't ask me how
Fortune found me
Fate just crowned me
Now I'm King of New York

Look and see
Once a piker
Now a striker
I'm the King of New York

Victory
Front page story
Guts and glory
I'm the King of New York

Lyrics (Musical)

Mush: Ya don’t need money when you’re famous, they gives ya whatever ya want! Such as-
A pair of new shoes with matchin’ laces!
Romeo: A permanent box at the Sheepshead Races!
Henry: Pastrami on rye with a sour pickle!
Finch: My personal puss on a wooden nickel!
Race: Look at me! I’m the king of New York!
Suddenly I’m respectable
Starin’ right at ya,
Lousy with stature!
Jack: Nobbin’ with all the muckety-mucks
I’m blowin’ my dough and goin’ deluxe!
Race: And there I be!
Ain’t I pretty?
Race and Jack: It’s my city
I’m the king of New York!
A solid gold watch with a chain to twirl it!
Les: My very own bed and an indoor terlit!
A barbershop haircut that cost a quarter!
A regular beat for the star reporter!
Amscray punk! She’s the king of New York!
Katherine: Who’da thunk? I’m the king of New York!
We was sunk, pale, and pitiful!
Katherine & Newsies: Buncha wet noodles!
Pulitzer’s poodles!
Les: Almost about to drown in the drink?
When she fished us out?And drowned us in ink!
Katherine: So let’s get drunk! (Yeah!)
But not with liquor! Fame works quicker! When you’re king of New York!
Newsies: I’ll be either dead or dreamin’
‘Cause look at that pape with my face beamin’
Tomorrow they may wrap fishes in it
But I was a star for one whole minute! *Dance break*
Look at me!
I’m the king of New York!
Wait and see!
This is gonna make both the Delancey's
Pee in their pantsies!
Flashpots are shootin’ bright as a sun
I’m one highfalutin’ son of a gun!
I guarantee! Though I dropped out, I ain’t tapped out!
I’m the king of New...Friends may flee
Let ‘em ditch us
Snap my picture
You’re the king of New...History!
Front page story
Guts and glory
I’m the king...of New York!

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