First Generation Songs

by Banisters

Songs I wrote a LONG time ago for The First Generation: Jack's Story. I noticed that in most newsies fics, there is no singing or dancing. It's NEWSIES people!

Disclaimer: I do not own Newsies, however, I own all of the characters in these songs except for Jack Kelly.

DISLOYAL DIVULGENCE

GRIP:
I'm secretly bitter and lost and confused
Furtively shattered and mad and abused
If they don't grab my hand, I'm sure to slip
If they don't help me out, I'll lose my grip

STEALTH:
Silently prowling and lurking the street
Drifting in shadows, betrayed and discrete
Reminiscing my love and my recent past
My disgust for my leader is growing fast

GRIP:
Running away from my one night of fun
Running away from the harm I have done
Following the map that I know must be right
Yet reading the compass that leads to a fight

STEALTH:
Sneaking under the radar, an unknown threat
Weaving my way through this tangled net
I entered miserable, deceived, full of fear
I'll emerge as soldier, without shedding a tear

GRIP:
I was his brother, his friend, but I committed treason
I did it without any thinking, without any reason
Now we're just two strangers filled with hate
Soon to cross paths, destined by fate

STEALTH:
He told me about everything good in life
But he also mentioned the anger and strife
Now I finally understand the lesson he taught
Now I comprehend what he is not

GRIP:
This wall I've built is crumbled and demolished
The protection I need has been severely polished
Sparkling brightly upon a former god
Shining dazzlingly upon a lying fraud

STEALTH:
One simple mistake and now he's exposed
One simple mistake that he's composed
Now I'm going reveal him, that stupid fake
I'll show the world, I'll make him quake

GRIP AND STEALTH:

I don't care if he isn't, but I know I'm ready
I'll defend myself, I'm young and steady
He can try to beat me, he can throw his fists
But I'm not backing down 'till he's dismissed

DISLOYAL DIVULGENCE REPRISE

SHAY:
He's secretly bitter and lost and confused
Furtively shattered and mad and abused
If we don't grab his hand, he's sure to slip
If we don't help him out, he'll lose his grip

CHALK:
Silently prowling and lurking the street
Drifting in shadows, betrayed and discrete
Reminiscing his love and his recent past
His disgust for his leader growing fast

JACK:
Traveling through the alleys, furious and alone
Wishing for forgiveness, wishing for his throne
Yearning for his family, aching for his crown
Praying for safety, praying to be found

DARE:
Betrayed and bewildered, stabbed in the back
Pierced by his own knife, a familiar attack
His love turned against him for immoral lust
His brother did the same and stole his trust

ALL:
A commander without an army has no desire
A soldier without a leader has no fire
A rebel without a cause can't break the law
An ally without a commander can't be raw

FEARFUL CHEERS

JACK:
Hurry up and drink your shot of liquor
It's better if we get outta here quicker
Hurry up and finish your shot of whiskey
If we don't leave, things will get risky

DARE:
A toast to our strong enduring spirit

SHAY:
Cheers to the the oblivious eyes

CHALK:
A toast to the law, even if we fear it

GRIP:
Cheers to the Manhattan skies!

JACK:
Take your final drag and blow out the smoke
I'm serious; this ain't some kind of joke
Take your final drag on your thick cigar
Let's get the hell outta this damn bar

BULLET FLASK:
What's with you and your warning?

EDGY:
Jack's been like that since morning!

JACK:
Lay off, my heart is rapidly beatin'

CUTAIN CALL:
Chill, boy, this ain't a tense meetin'!

JACK:
Get off my back, my nerves are just racing!

CHALK:
Cool it, it's not like somebody's chasin-

YOUR OWN LULLABY

JACK:
When the night seems so long
When the only comfort is a song
When Santa Fe is out of tune
When dawn is far from soon

Tossing and turning will make things worse
Just keep singing every verse
Praying and wishing won't make things right
Just keep singing through the night

When the silence begins to scream
When you're separated from your dream
When exhaustion begins to ache
When you feel you'll always be awake

Tossing and turning will make things worse
Just keep singing every verse
Praying and wishing won't make things right
Just keep singing through the night

When sleep comes but rushes away
When you beg and plead for it to stay
When the dark consumes your mind
When you're afraid of what you'll find

Tossing and turning will make things worse
Just keep singing every verse
Praying and wishing won't make things right
Just keep singing through the night

When Santa Fe is out of tune
When dawn is far from soon
When the sun won't seem to light the sky
Just sing your own lullaby