EVERYBODY'S GOT THE RIGHT


PROPRIETOR
Hey, pal- feelin' blue?
Don't know what to do?
Hey, pal-
I mean you-
yeah.C'mere and kill a president.

No job? Cupboard bare?
one room, no one there?
Hey, pal, don't despair-
You wanna shoot a president?
c'mon and shoot a president...

Some guys
Think they can be winners.
First prize often goes to rank beginners.

CZOLGOSZ
How much?

PROPRIETOR
Four-fifty. Ivor johnson. .32.  Rubber handle.
Owls stamped on the sides.

CZOLGOSZ
All right, give me.

PROPRIETOR
Hey, kid, failed your test? 
Dream girl unimpressed?
Show her you're the best
If you can shoot a president-

You can get the prize 
With the big blue eyes,
Skinny little thighs 
And those big blue eyes...

Everybody's 
Got the right 
To be happy.
Don't stay mad, 
Life's not as bad
As it seems.

If you keep your 
Goal in sight,
You can climb to 
Any height.
Everybody's
Got the right
To their dreams...

HINCKLEY
Deal

CZOLGOSZ
Mister-

HINCLKEY
I said "deal"

CZOLGOSZ
You.  Wait your turn.

HINCKLEY
It is my turn.

CZOLGOSZ
I was here first-

PROPRIETOR
Watch it now, no violence!

PROPRIETOR
Hey, fella,
Feel like you're a failure?
Bailiff on your tail? Your
Wife run off for good?
Hey, fella, fell misunderstood?
C'mere and kill a president...

GUITEAU
Okay!

ZANGARA
Marron...

PROPRIETOR
What's-a wrong, boy?
Boss-a treat you crummy?
Trouble with your tummy?
This-a bring you some relief.
Here, give 
some hail-a to da chief-

ZANGARA
You gimme prize-

PROPRIETOR
Anything you want.

ZANGARA
I want prize.  You gimme prize!

PROPRIETOR
Only eight bucks. Cheap for "anything you want."

Everybody's 
Got the right
To be different
Even though
At times they go 
To extremes.
Aim for what you
want a lot-
Everybody
Gets a shot.
Everybody's
Got a right
To their dreams-

Yo, baby!
Looking  for a thrill?
The Ferris Wheel is that way.
No, baby, 
This requires skill-
Okay, you want to give it a try...
Jeez, lady-!
Give the guy some room!
The bumper cars are that way..
Please, lady-
Don't forget that guns can go boom...

PROPRIETOR
Hey, gang,
Look who's here.
There's our
Pioneer.
Hey, chief.
Lound and clear:

BOOTH
Everybody's 
Got the right
To be happy.
Say, "Enough!"
It's not as tough
As it seems.

Don't be scared
You won't prevail,
Everybody's 
Free to fail,
No one can be put in jail
For their dreams.

Free country-!

PROPRIETOR
-Means your dreams can come true:

BOOTH
Be a scholar-

PROPRIETOR
Make a dollar-

BOOTH, PROPRIETOR
Free country-!

BOOTH
-Means they'll listen to you:

PROPRIETOR
Scream and holler-

BOOTH
Grab 'em by the collar!

BOOTH, PROPRIETOR
Free country-!

BOOTH
-Means you dont have to sit-

PROPRIETOR
That's it!

BOOTH
-And put up with the shit.

ASSASSINS
Everybody's 
Got the right
To some sun shine-

BOOTH
Everybody...

ASSASSINS
Not the sun
But maybe one
Of its beams.
One of its beams.

ALL
Rich man, poor man
Black or white,
pick your apple, 
Take a bite,
Everybody
Just hold tight 
To your dreams.
Everybody's
Got the right
To their dreams...


THE BALLAD OF BOOTH

BALLADEER
Someone tell the story,
Someone sing the song.

Every now and then
The country
Goes a little wrong.

Every now and then
A madman's 
Bound to come along.
Doesn't stop the story-
Story's pretty strong.
Doesn't change the song...

Johnny Booth was a handsome devil,
Got up in his rings and fancy silks.
Had him a temper but kept it level.
Everybody called him Wilkes.

Why did you do it, Johnny?
Nobody agrees.
You who had everything,
What made you bring
A nation to its knees?

Some say it was your voice had gone, 
Some say it was booze.
Some say you killed a coutry, John,
Because of bad reviews.

Johnny lived with a grace and glitter.
Kind of like the lives he lived on stage.
Died in a barn in pain and bitter
Twenty-seven years of age.

Why did you do it, Johnny,
Throw it all away?
Why did you do it, boy, 
Not just destroy
The pride and joy
Of Illinois, 
But all the U.S.A.?

Your brother made you jealous, John,
You couldn't fill his shoes.
Was that the reason, tell us, John-
Along with bad reviews.

BOOTH
Damn!

HEROLD
They're coming! they'll be here any minute-

BOOTH
I need your help.  
I've got to write this and I can't hold the pen

HEROLD
Johnny, they've found us! 
We've got to get out of here!

BOOTH
Not till I finish this.

HEROLD
Johnny-

BOOTH
No! 
Have you seen these papers? 
Do you know what they're calling me?! 
A common cutthroat! A hired assassin! 
This one says I'm mad!

HEROLD
We must have been mad to think that we could kill the president and get away with it!

BOOTH
We did get away with it! 
He was a bloody tyrant and we brought him down! 
And I will not have history think I did it for a bag of gold 
or in some kind of rabid fit!

HEROLD
Johnny we have to go-

BOOTH
No! I have to make my case! 
And I need you to take it down!

HEROLD
We don't have time!

BOOTH
Take it down-

An indictment. 
Of the former President of the United States, 
Abraham Lincoln, who is herein charged with the following high crimes and misdemeanors.

BALLADEER
They say you're ship was sinking, John...

BOOTH
One: 
That you did ruthlessly provoke a war between the States,
which cost some six hundred thousand of my countrymen their lives. Two:

BALLADEER
You'd started missing cues...

BOOTH
Two: 
That you did silence your critics in the North,
by hurling them into prison without benefit of charge or trial. Three-

BALLADEER
They say it wasn't Lincoln, John.

BOOTH
Shut up! Three-

BALLADEER
You'd merely had a slew of bad
Reviews-

BOOTH
I said shut up!

VOICE
Booth! I have fifty soldiers out here Booth! 
Give yourselves up or we'll set fire to the barn!

HEROLD
Don't shoot! I'm coming out!

BOOTH 
No!

I have given my life for one act, you understand?
Do not let history rob me of its meaning. 
Pass on the truth! You're the only one wo can. 
Please...

BALLADEER
He said
"Damn you Lincoln,
You had your way-

BOOTH
Tell'em, boy!
BALLADEER
With blood you drew out
Of blue and gray!"

BOOTH
Tell it all!
Tell'em till they listen!

BALLADEER
He said,
"Damn you, Lincoln,
And damn the day
You threw the 'U' out
Of U.S.A!"

He said:

BOOTH
Hunt me down, smear my name,
say I did it for the fame,
What I did was kill the man who killed my country.
Now the Southland will mend, 
Now this bloody war can end,
Because someone slew th tyrant
Just as Brutus slew the tyrant-

BALLADEER
He said:

BALLADEER, BOOTH
Damn you, Lincoln,
You righteous whore!

BOOTH
Tell'em!
Tell'em what he did!

BALLADEER, BOOTH
You turned your spite into Civil War!

BOOTH
Tell'em!
Tell'em the truth!

BALLADEER
And more...

BOOTH
Tell'em, boy!
Tell them how it happened,

How the end doesn't mean that it's over, 
How surrender is not the end!
Tell them:

Hoe the country is not what it was,
Where there's blood in the clover,
How the nation can never again
Be the hope that it was.

How the bruises may never be healed,
How the wounds are forever,
How the How we gave up the field
But we still wouldn't yield,

How the union can never recover
From that Vulgar,
High and mighty
Niggerlover,
Never-!

Never. Never. Never.
No, the country is not what it was...

Damn my soul if you must,
Let my body turn to dust,
Let it mingle with the ashes of the country.

Let them curse me to hell,
Leave it to history to tell:
What I did, I did well,
And I did it for my country.

Let them cry, "dirty traitor!"
They will understand it later-
The country is not what it was...

BALLADEER
Johnny Booth was a headstrong fellow,
Even he believed the things he said.
Some called him noble, some said yellow.
What he was was off his head.

How could you do it,Johnny,
Calling it a cause?
You left a legacy
Of butchery 
And treason we
Took eagerly,
And thought you'd get applause.

But traitors just get jeers and boos,
Not visits to their graves,
While Lincoln, who got mixed reviews,
Beacause of you, John, now gets only raves.

Damn, you Johnny,
You paved the way
For other madmen
To make us pay.
Lots of madmen
Have had their say-
But only for a day.

Listen to the stories. 
Hear it in the songs.
Angry men
Don't write the rules
And guns don't write the wrongs.

Hurts a while,
But soon the country's
Back where it belongs,
And that's the truth.

Still and all, 
Damn you Booth!



HOW I SAVED ROOSEVELT

RADIO ANNOUNCER
That was President-elect Franklin D. Roosevelt, 
ladies and gentlemen, speaking to a crowd of supporters here in Miami's
beautiful Bayfront Park. A group of notables are pressing in around the
President-elect's car. There's Mayor Anton Cermak of Chicago, and-

There's been a shot! I can't see-wait! 
Mr. Roosevelt is waving! He's all right! 
But Mayor Cermak has been hit! 
The police have somebody in custody. An immigrant. 
Giuseppe Zangara. We take you now to a group of eyewitnesses who will
tell us what they saw!

BYSTANDER #1
We're crowded up close,
And I see this guy,
He's squeezing by, 
I catch his eye, 
I say to him, "Where do you 
Think you are trying to go, boy?
Whoa, boy!"
I say, "Listen, you runt,
You're not pulling that stunt,
No gentleman pushes his way to the front."
I say, "Move to the back!", which he does
with a grunt-
Which is how I saved Roosevelt!

BYSTANDER #2
Then-
Well, I'm in my seat, 
I get up to clap, 
I feel this tap, 
I turn-this sap, 
He says he can't see,
I say, "Find a lap 
And go sit on it!"
Which is how I saved-

BYSTANDER #3
Then-
He started to swear
And he climbed on a chair,
He was aiming a gun-I was standing right there-
So I pushed it as hard as I could in the air,
Which is how I saved Roosevelt!

ALL THREE
Lucky I was there-

BYSTANDER #1
That's why he was standing back so far-!

BYSTANDER #3
That's why when he aimed, He missed the car-!

ALL THREE
Just lucky I  was there,
Or we'd have been left
Bereft of F.D.R.!

ZANGARA
You think that I scare?
No scare.
You think that I care?
No care.
I look at the world-
No good. No fair. Nowhere.

When I am boy, 
No school.
I work in a ditch, 
No chance.
The smart and the rich
Ride by, 
Don't give no glance.

Ever since then, because of them,
I have the sickness in the stomach, 
Which is the way I make my idea
To go out and kill Roosevelt.

First I was figure I kill Hoover,
I get even for the Stomach. 
Only Hoover up in Washington.
Is wintertime in washington, 
Too cold for the stomach in Washington-
I go down to Miami Kill Roosevelt.

No laugh!
No funny!
Men with the money,
they control everything.

Roosevelt, Hoover-
No make no difference.

You think I care who I kill?
I no care who I kill, 
Long as it's King!

BYSTANDER #4 (MAN)
The crowd's breaking up
And I hear these shots,
And I mean lots-

BYSTANDER #5 (HIS WIFE)
I thought I'd plotz-

MAN
I spotted hi-

WIFE
My stomach was tied in knots-

MAN
So I barrelled-

WIFE
Harold-!
No, happened was this:
He was blowong a kiss-

MAN
She means Roosevelt-

WIFE
I was saying to Harold, "This weather is bliss!"

MAN
When you think that we might have missed seeing
Him miss-!

BOTH
Lucky we were there!

WIFE
It was a historical event-!

MAN
Worth every penny that we spent!

BYSTANDERS
Just lucky we were there!

BYSTANDER #1
To think, if I let him get up closer-!

BYSTANDER #3
I saw right awat he was insane_
Oh, this is my husband, we're from Maine-

BYSTANDER #2
He told me to sit, but I said, "No, Sir!"

BYSTANDER #4
This makes our vacation a real success!

BYSTANDER #5
Are you with the press?

PHOTOGRAPHER
Yes.

BYSTANDER #5
Oh God, I'm a mess...

BYSTANDER #1
Some left wing foreigner, that's my guess-

ZANGARA
No left!
You think I am left?
No left, no right,
No anything!
Only American!

Zangara have nothing, 
No luck, no girl,
Zangara no smart, no school,
But Zangara no foreign tool,
Zangara American!
American nothing!

And why there no photographers?
For Zangara no photographers!
Only capitalists get photographers!

No                         BYSTANDERS
Right!                     Lucky
No fair                    I was there!
Nowhere!
So what?                   I'm on the front page-
                           Is that bizarre?
No sorry!                  And all of those pictures,
                           Like a star!
And soon no                Just lucky I was there!
Zangara!                   We might have been left
Who care?
                           Bereft of F.
Pull switch!              
No care,                   D.
No more,
No-                        R.



GUN SONG


CZOLGOSZ
It takes a lot of men to make a gun,
Hundreds,
Many men to make a gun:

Men in the mines
To dig the uron,
Men in the mills
To forge the steel,
Men at machines
To turn the barrel,
Mold the trigger,
Shape the wheel-
It takes a lot of men to make a gun...
One gun...

BOOTH
And all you have to do
Is move you little finger,
Move your little finger and-
You can change the world.

Why should you be blue
When You've you little finger?
Prove how just a little finger
Can change the world.

CZOLGOSZ
I hate this gun...

GUITEAU
What a wonder is a gun!
What a versatile invention!
First of all, when you've a gun-
Everybody pays attention.

When you think what must be done,
Think of all that it can do:
Remove a scoundrel,
Unite a party,
Oreserve the Union,
Promote the sales of my book,
Insure my future,
My niche in history,
And then the world will see
That I am not a man to overlook!
Ha-ha!

GUITEAU,BOOTH,CZOLGOSZ
And all you have to do
Is squeeze your little finger.
Ease your little finger back-
You can change the world.

Whatever else is true, 
You trust your little finger.
Just a single little finger
Can change the world.

MOORE
I got this really great gun-
Shit, where is it?
No, it's really great-
Wait-

Shit, where is it?
Anyway
It's just a .38-
But-
It's a gun.
You can make a statement-
Wrong-
With a gun-
Even if you fail.

It telss 'em who you are
Where you stand.
This one was on sale.
It- no not the shoe-
Well, actually the shoe was, too.

No, that's not it-
Shit, I had it here-
Got it!

Yeah! There it is! And-

ALL
All you have to do
Is crook your little finger,
Hook your little finger 'round-

MOORE
Shit, I shot it...

OTHERS
- You can change the world.

QUARTET
Simply follow through,
And look, you little finger
Can
Slow them down
To a crawl,
Show them all,
Big and small,
It took a little finger
No time
To change the world.

CZOLGOSZ
A gun kills many men before it's done,
Hundreds,
Long before you shoot the gun:
Men in the mines
And in the steel mills,
Men at machines,
Who died for what?

Somthing to buy-
A watch, a shoe, a gun,
A thing to make the bosses richer,
But
A gun claims many men before it's done...
Just
One 
More...



BALLAD OF CZOLGOSZ


BALLADEER
Czolgosz,
Working man,
Born in the middle of Michigan,
Woke with a thought 
And away he ran
To the Pan-American Exposition
In Buffalo,
In Buffalo.

Saw of a sudden
How things were run,
Said, "Time's a-wasting
It's nineteen-one.  
Some men have everything
And some have none,
So rise and shine-
In the U.S.A.
You can work your way
To the head of the line!"

ATTENDANT
Single line, ladies and gentlemen. Line forms here
to meet the President of the United States. Single
line to shake hands with President William McKinley.

BALLADEER
Czolgosz,
Quiet man,
Worked out a quiet
And simple plan,
Strolled of a morning
All spick and span,
To the Temple Of Music
By the Tower Of Light
At the Pan-American Exposition 
In Buffalo,
In Buffalo.

Saw Bill McKinley there
In the sun.
Heard Bill McKinley say,
"Folks, have fun!
Some men have everything 
And some have none,
But that's just fine:
in the U.S.A.
You can work your way 
To the head of the line!"

CROWD
Big Bill-!

BALLADEER
-Gave 'em a thrill.

CROWD
Big Bill-!

BALLADEER
-Sold 'em a bill.

CROWD
Big Bill-!

BALLADEER
-Who'd want to kill
A man of good will
Like-?

CROWD
Big Bill!

FAIRGOER #1
Doesn't the President look Marvelous?
So round and prosperous!

FAIRGOER #2
Do you know what his favorite dish is?
It was in the paer. Beef.

FAIRGOER #3
I'm told that in his spare time he enjoys
collecting coins!

BALLADEER
Czolgosz,
Angry man,
Said, "I will do what
A poor man can.
Yes, and there's nowhere
More fitting than
In the Temple Of Music
By the Tower Of Light
Between the Fountain Of Abundance
And the Court of Lilies
At the great Pan-American Exposition
In Buffalo,
In Buffalo.

Wrapped him a handkerchief
"round his gun,
Said, "Nothin' wrong about
What I done.
Some men have everything 
And some have none-
That's by design.
The idea wasn't mine alone,
But mine, 
And that's the sign:

In the U.S.A.
You can have your say,
You can set you goals
And seize the day,
You've been given the freedom
To work your way
To the head of the line-
To the head of the line!"



UNWORTHY OF YOUR LOVE


HINCKLEY
I am nothing,
You are wind and water and sky,
Jodie.
Tell me, Jodie,
How I can earn you love.
I would swim oceans, 
I would move mountains,
I would do anything for you.
What do you want me to do?

I am unworthy of your love,
Jodie, Jodie,
Let me prove worthy of you love.
Tell me how I can earn your love,
Ste me free.
How can I turn your love 
To me?

FROMME
I am nothing, 
You are wind and devil and God,
Cahrlie,
Take my blood and my body
For your love.
Let me feel fire,
Let me drink poison,
Tell me to tear my heart in two,
If that's what you want me to do...

I am unworthy of you love,
Charlie darlin',
I have done nothing for your love.
Let me be worthy of your love,
Set me free-

HINCKLEY
I would come take you from you life...

FROMME
I would some take you from your cell...

HINCKLEY
You would be queen to me, not wife...

FROMME
I would crawl belly deep through hell...

HINCKLEY
Baby, I'd die for you...

FROMME
Baby, I'd die for you...

HINCKLEY
Even though-

FROMME
Even though-

HINCKLEY                   FROMME
I will always know:        I will always know:
                    
I am unworthy of           I am unworthy of
Your love,                 Your love,
Jodie darlin',             Charlie darlin',

BOTH
Let me worthy of your love.
I'll find a way to earn your love,
Wait and see.
Then you will turn your love to me,
Your love to me...



THE BALLAD OF GUITEAU


GUITEAU
I am going to the Lordy,
I am so glad.
I am going to the Lordy, 
I am so glad.
I am going to the Lordy,
Glory Hallelujah!
Glory Hallelujah!
I am going to the Lordy...

BALLADEER
Come all ye Christians,
And hear from sinner:
Charlie Guiteau.
Bound and determined
He'd wind up a winner,
Charlie had dreams 
That he wouldn't let go.
Said, "Nothing to it,
I want it, I'll do it,
I'm Charles J. Guiteau."

Charlie Guiteau
Never said "Never"
Or heard the word "No."
Faced with disaster, 
His heart would beat faster,
His smile would just grow,
And he'd say:

GUITEAU
Look on the bright side,
Look on the bright side,
Sit on the right side
Of the lord.
This is the land of 
Opportunity,
He is your lightning,
You his sword.

Wait till you see tomorrow,
Tomorrow you'll get you reward!
You can be sad
Or you can be President-
Look on the bright side...
I am going to the Lordy...

BALLADEER
Charlie Guiteau
Drew a crowd to his trial,
Led them in prayer,
Said, "I killed Garfield,
I'll make no denial.
I was just acting 
for someone up there.
The Lord's my employer,
And now He's my lawyer,
So do what you dare."

Charlie said, "Hell,
If I am guilty,
Then God is as well."
But God was aquitted
And Charlie committed
Until he should hang.
Still, he sang:

GUITEAU
Look on the bright side,
Not on the black side.
Get off your backside,
Shine those shoes!

This is you golden
Opportunity:
You are the lightning 
And you're news!

Wait till you see tomorrow,
Tomorrow you won't be ignored!
You could be pardoned,
You could be President-
Look on the bright side...
I am going to the Lordy...

BALLADEER
Charlie Guiteau
Had a crowd at the scaffold-

GUITEAU
I am so glad...

BALLADEER
-Filled up the square,
Som many people
That tickets were raffled.
Shine on his shoes
Charlie mounted the stair,
Said, "Never sorrow,
Just wait till tomorrow,
Today isn't fair.
Don't despair..."

GUITEAU
Look on the bright side,
Look on the bright side,
Sit on the right side...

Of the...

I am going to the Lordy, 
I am so glad!
I am going to the Lordy,
I am so glad!
I have unified my party, 
I have saved my country.

I shall be remembered!

I am going to the Lordy...

BALLADEER
Look on the bright side,
Not on the sad side,
Inside the bad side
Something's good!
This is you golden 
Opportunity:
You've been a preacher-

GUITEAU
Yes, I have!

BALLADEER
You've been an author-

GUITEAU
Yes, I have!

BALLADEER
You've been a killer-

GUITEAU
Yes, I have!

BALLADEER
You could be an angel_

GUITEAU
Yes, I could!

BALLADEER
Just wait until tomorrow,
Tomorrow they'll all climb aboard!
What if you never 
Got to be President?
You'll be remembered-
Look on the bright side-
Trust in tomorrow-

BOTH
And the Lord!



ANOTHER NATIONAL ANTHEM


CZOLGOSZ
I did it because it was wrong for one man 
to have so much service when other men have none...

BOOTH
I did it to bring down the government of
Abraham Lincoln and to avenge the ravaged South...

HINCKLEY
I did it to prove to her my everlasting love...

FROMME
I did it to make them listen to Charlie...

ZANGARA
I did it 'cause my belly was on fire...

GUITEAU
I did it to preserve the Union and promote the 
sale of my book...

MOORE
I did it so my friends would know where I was 
coming from...

BYCK
Where's my prize?

CZOLGOSZ
I did it because no on cared about the poor man's pain...

MOORE 
I did it so I'd know where I was coming from...

BYCK
I want my prize...

ZANGARA
I did it 'cause the bosses made my belly burn...

HINCKLEY
I did it so she'd pay attention...

MOORE
So I'd have someplace to come from, and someplace
to go...

BYCK
Don't I get a prize?

GUITEAU
I did it 'cause they said I'b be Ambassador to France...

BOOTH
I did it so they'd suffer in the North the way we'd 
suffered in the South...

BYCK
I deserve a fucking prize!...

FROMME
I did it so there'd be a trial, and Charlie would get to
be a witness, and he'd be on TV, and he'd save the world!...

GUITEAU
Where's my prize?

BYCK
I did it to make people listen.

CZOLGOSZ,FROMME
They promised me a prize...

HINCKLEY
Because she wouldn't take my phone calls-

ALL(Except Zangara)
What about my prize?

ZANGARA
Because nothing stopped the fire-!

ALL(Except Byck)
I want my prize!...

BYCK
Nobody would listen!

BALLADEER
And it didn't mean a nickel,
You just shed a little blood,
And a lot of people shed a lot of tears.
Yes, you made a little moment
And you stirred a little mud-

But it didn't fix the stomach 
And you've drunk you're drunk you're final bud,
And it didn't help the workers 
And it didn't heal the country
And it didn't make them listen
And they never said, "We're Sorry"-

BYCK
Yeah, it's never gonna happen, 
Is it?
No, sir-

CZOLGOSZ
Never.

BYCK
No, we're never gonna get the prize-

FROMME
No one listens...

BYCK
-Are we?

ZANGARA
Never.

BYCK
No, it doesn't make a bit of difference,
Does it?

OTHERS(Variously)
Didn't.
Ever.

BYCK
Fuck it!

OTHERS
Spread the word...

ALL
Where's my prize?...

BALLADEER
I just heard
On the news
Where the mailman won the lottery.
Goes to show:
When you lose, what you do is try again.

You can be 
What you choose,
From a mailman to a president.
There are prizes all around you,
If you're wise enough to see:
The delivery boy's on Wall Street,
And the the usherette's a rock star-

BYCK
Right, it's never gonna happen, is it?
Is it!

HINCKLEY,FROMME
No, man!

BYCK,CZOLGOSZ
No, we'll never see the day arrive-

ASSASSINS(Variously)
Spread the word...
Will we?
No, sir-
Never!

No one's ever even gonna care if we're alive,
Are they?...
Never...
Spread the word...
We're alive...
Someone's gonna listen...
Listen!

BYCK
Listen...
There's anothe national anthem playing,
Not the one you cheer
At the ball park.

MOORE 
Where's my prize?...

BYCK
It's the other national anthem, saying,
If you want to hear-
It says, "Bullshit!"...

CZOLGOSZ
It says, "Never!"-

GUITEAU
It says, "Sorry!"-

OTHERS
Loud and clear-

ASSASSINS(Variously)
It says: Listen
To the tune that keeps sounding
In the distance, on the outside,
Coming through the ground,
To the hearts that go on pounding
To the sound
Getting louder every year-

Listen to the sound...
Take a look around...

We're the other national anthem, folks,
The ones that can't get in
To the ball park.

Spread the word...

There's another national anthem, folks,
For those who never win,
For the suckers, for the pikers,
For the ones who might have been...

BALLADEER
There are those who love regetting,
There are those who like extremes,
There are those who thrive on chaos
And despair.
There are those who keep forgetting
How the country's buitl on dreams-

ASSASSINS
People listen...

BALLADEER
-And the mailman won the lottery-

ASSASSINS
They might not want to hear it,
But they listen,
Once they thinks it's gonna stop the game...

BALLADEER
-And the usherette's a rock star.

ASSASSINS
No, they may not understand
All the words,
All the same
They hear the music...
They hear the screams...

BALLADEER
I've got news-

ASSASSINS
They hear the sobs,
They hear the drums...

BALLADEER
-You forgot about the country-

ASSASSINS
The muffled drums,
The muffled dreams...

BALLADEER
-So it's now forgotten you-

ASSASSINS
And they rise...

BYCK
You know why I did it? Because there isn't any
Santa Clause!

ASSASSINS
Where's my prize?

BALLADEER
And you forgot-

ASSASSINS
What's my prize?

BALLADEER
-How quick it heals-

ASSASSINS
Promises and lies...

BALLADEER
-That it's a place
Where you can make the lies come true-

ASSASSINS
Spread the word...

BALLADEER
-If you try-

ASSASSINS
Gotta spread the word...

BALLADEER
-That's all you have to do-

ASSASSINS
Right,
All you have to do...

Well, there's another national anthem,
And I think it just began
In the ball park.
Listen hard...

Like the other national anthem
Say to each and every fan:
If you can't do what you want to,
Then you do the things you can.

You've got to try again!

Like they say,
You've go to keep on trying
Every day
Until you get a prize...
Until you get a prize...

Until you're heard...
Musn't get discouraged...
Spread the word...
Mustn't give up hope...
Up to you-
Don't say-
-What you choose...
-It's never gonna happen...
Spread the word...

ALL
You can always get a prize...

BOOTH
You can always get your dream...

BYCK
Sure, the mailman won the lottery...

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