And the world will know

“When you got a hundred voices singin’
Who can hear a lousy whistle blow?
And the world will know
That this ain’t no game
That we got a ton of rotten fruit and perfect aim
So they gave their word
But it ain’t worth beans
Now they’re gonna see
What ‘stop the presses’ really means
And the day has come
And the time is now
And the fear is gone.”