Ten Little Indians

Ladies and gentlemen! In the center ring, presenting: Nilsson And his Shandemanium Shadow Po! Ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha-ha In his Shande... Shandara— Shadrach, Meshach, Abednego! And... Huh, what? Shadma— Is it, what's it? Who's in the center ring? I just don't understand that Harry, what? Sounded very good for a beginning Now, why don't you try to think about an ending? Alright Ten little Indians Standing in a line One stood lookin' at another man's wife Then there were nine Nine little Indians Their hearts all full of hate One took another's goods Then there were eight Eight little Indians They just got down from Heaven One told a lie about another's best friend Then there were seven Seven little Indians All tryin' to get their kicks One thought he'd found another way to get to Heaven Then there were six Six little Indians All tryin' to stay alive One took another's life Then there were five Five little Indians All tryin' to find the door One pulled his mother down Then there were four Four little Indians All thinkin' that they gotta be free One little Indian forgot to say his prayers Then there were three Three little Indians Decidin' what they're gonna have to do One took the name of God in vain Then there were two Two little Indians Thinkin' that they oughta have some fun One took a likin' to a picture of himself Then there was one One little Indian Out lookin' for the sun At six o'clock the moon came out Then there were none