Jet Song Lyrics

Jet Song lyrics

(Fingers Snapping)
Riff: This turf is small but it's all we got, huh?
And
I wanna hold it like we always held it with 
skin!But if they say blades, I
say blades but if 
they say guns, I say guns.  I say I want the Jets 
to
be be the number one!  To sail! To hold the 
sky!
Gee-Tar:
Voom-va-voom!
Baby John: Rev us up!
Action: Wacko-jacko!
A-Rab:
Digga-digga-dig-dum!
Riff: Now, protocality calls for a war council

between us and the Sharks to set the whole thing 
up.So I will
personally give the bad news to 
Bernardo.Against the Sharks we need every
man we 
got we need a lieutenant for the war council.
Action: That's
me.
Riff: That's Tony.
Action: Who needs Tony?
Riff: We need Tony!  He
has a reputation bigger 
than the whole West Side!
Action: Tony don't
belong no more. 
Riff: Now, cut it, Action!  Tony and I started
the
Jets!
A-Rab: Remember the day we clobbered the Emeralds?
Which we
couldn't have done without Tony.
Baby John: He saved my ever-lovin'
neck!
Riff: Yeah, Tony's come through for us and he 
always
will.

Riff: 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
brothers 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!
Riff: I know Tony like I know me and I guarantee
you can count him
in.
Action: In, out, let's get crackin'.
A-Rab: Where you gonna find
Bernardo?
Riff: He'll be at the dance at the gym.
A-Rab: But the gym's
neutral territory.
Riff(Innocently): I'm gonna make nice with him
I'm
only gonna challenge him.
A-Rab: Great, Daddy-O!
Riff: So,
everybody dress up sweet and sharp and 
meet Tony and me at 10:00.  And walk
tall!
A-Rab: We always walk tall!
Baby John: We're Jets!
Action: The
greatest!
Snowboy: When you're a Jet, you're the top cat in 
town, you're
the gold-medal kid whith the 
heavyweight crown!
Diesel: When you're a
Jet, you're the swingin'est
thing little boy you're a man little man you're
a 
king!
Jets: The Jets are in gear our cylinders are 
clickin' the
Sharks'll steer clear cause every
Puerto Rican's a lousy chicken!
Here
come the Jets like a bat out of hell someone
gets in our way someone 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 so keep your
noses hidden!
We're hangin' a sign says "visitors forbidden"
and
we ain't kiddin'!  Here come the Jets, Yeah!  An'
we're gonna beat
every last buggin' gang on the 
whole buggin street!  On the whole ever
mother 
lovin' street!
Yeah!