Peanuts! Popcorn! Peanuts! Popcorn! The sporting world's had many teams The fans have called first rate They had the Yankees in the '40s, All agreed were really great. Packers and Celtics piled up records Hard to beat But good as they all seemed to be They tasted of defeat. No team has ever won them all And always stayed on top Except that group of superstars No team could ever stop. A bunch of splended athletes Who all stood strong and tall. They called themselves the Dream Team And their game was basketball.
The center, a massive collection of bones Was known by the nickname of Skyscraper Jones The forwards were both brilliant ball handlers, too Named Kangaroo Carson and Dead-Eye McGoo The guards were two giants who played with great cool Called Bulldozer Benson and Hookshot O'Toole.
Together they worked like a well-oiled machine And ran up such scores it was almost obscene. The team is unbeatable, everyone said And if no one can beat them, then basketball's dead Basketball's dead, yes, basketball's dead No team will beat them, so no team can meet them, The, it's... the... de... ... dead.
But wait, folks! (Huh, it's not?) From out of Indiana like bees from a hive Came a little known team called the Jackson 5. They came with a mission impossbily tough To whip the Dream Team till they holler "Enough!" "We'll razzle your frazzle, we'll muzzle you guys! "We'll dazzle each one of you right down to size. "We'll shiver your timbers till all of you fall. The Jacksons will beat you and say basketball!"
A laugh roars up on the Dream Team's side And they laughed so hard that they nearly cried "Go home, little boys, get off the court. "It's a big man's sport, you're much too short." "Too short, my foot, that's just your way "Of saying you're afraid to play." "Afraid to play? Hear that squirt? "Go home before you all get hurt."
"We'd like to get just one thing straight. "We heard you guys was really great. "But so far all we've heard is talk. "So are you going to play? "Or are you going to walk?"
With that the Dream Team got real mad And blew what little cool they had. "This time you guys, you've gone too far. "We'll show you all how good we are. "We'll play you now but we're so sore "We may not even let you score." "Oh yeah?" "Oh yeah?" "We've heard it all. "Let's cut the talking. Let's play ball."
So the teams lined up and the ball was tossed And the game got underway. And the Dream Team knew from the very first tap That the Jacksons knew how to play. They dribbled, they passed, they faked, they shot They hustled, they drove right on through And every time that the Dream Team scored Well, the Jackson 5 scored, too.
When the buzzer went off at the end of the half The Dream Team wanted to hide They couldn't believe it was happening But the score was really tied.
"We've gotta stop those guys "We've gotta stop 'em quick "We've gotta realize "They're looking mighty slick "We've gotta start our drive "Or think of some good trick "Stop the Jackson 5 "They're making us look sick!
"Sick! Sick! Sick! Sick! "Hey, I've got a way "Let's fill them up with peanuts and popcorn "And then see how they play. "Hey, Mr Vendor, listen to me "Those Jacksons could use some energy "So pass out the tray and let them grab "We're su