West Side Story: Act I: Jet Song

West Side Story

Compositor: Stephen Sondheim

[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, let 'em do what they can
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!

Now I know tony like I know me
And I guarantee you can count him in

In, out
Let's get crackin'!

Where you gonna find Bernardo?

[Baby John]
It ain't safe to go into pr territory!

[Riff]
He'll be at the dance tonight at the gym

[A-rab]
Yeah, but the gym's neutral territory!

[Riff]
A-rab, I'm gonna make nice with him. I'm only gonna challenge him

[Ice]
Great, daddy-o!

[Riff]
So listen, everybody dress up sweet and sharp
Meet tony and me at the dance at the ten
And walk tall!

[A-rab]
We always walk tall!

[Baby John]
We're jets!

[Big Deal]
The greatest!

[Snowboy]
When you're a jet, you're the top cat in town
You're the gold-medal kid with the heavyweight crown

[Ice]
When you're a jet, you’re the swingin’ thing
Little boy, you're a man, little man, you're a king!

[The 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 outta 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! And we're gonna beat
Every last buggin' gang on the whole buggin' street
On the whole buggin'-ever-lovin' street!
Yeah!