One, two, three and four
The strangest thing you ever saw
Six, seven, eight and nine
Look at them all in a line
They walked right through where you\'re sat
That one\'s even got a silly hat
One\'s got spares you can\'t see
One for you and one for me
Two at the back are wearing red
Funky cloaks, they haven\'t bled
They go along on bare foot
White fur like snow and black like soot
The front three all have a stick
They\'ll give it a twirl and give it a flick
The four at the back are all juggling
And they\'re helping their mate who\'s struggling
You\'d think this parade would need quite the plan
But it\'s not even been smoothly ran
What I know is they sure can dance
Time to join in and take a chance