Overture, curtains, lights. This is it, the night of nights. No more rehearsing and nursing a part, we know every part by heart! Overture, curtains, lights. This is it, you'll hit the heights. And oh, what heights we'll hit. On with the show this is it. Tonight what heights we'll hit, on with the show this is it!
Don't go to bed, with no price on your head. No, no, don't do it. Fon't do the crime, if you can't do the time, yeah, don't do it. And keep your eye on the sparrow, when the going gets narrow. Don't do it, don't do it. Where can I go where the cold winds don't blow, Now. Well, well, well.
Marshall, Will, and Holly on a routine expedition, met the greatest earthquake ever known. High on the rapids, it struck their tiny raft! And plunged them down a thousand feet below... to the Land of the Lost! Lost! Lost! Lost! Lost!