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. 
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!" 

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