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This page lists the lyrics for twenty of the songs which appeared

on *Square One Television* from 1987 through 1992. I compiled

these lyrics by listening to the songs in question repeatedly and

writing down what I heard, so there may be some slight inaccuracies or

gaps due to my own listening abilities.

For more information about *Square One*, visit the information

and fan site at SquareOneTV.org.

The songs are listed alphabetically by title (or by what I think

of the title as, which in at least one case is not the technically

correct title), and each song is formatted to show who the performers

were.

# Angle Dance

## Lead vocals by Larry Cedar

### Featured vocals by Reg E. Cathey

The following song includes graphic descriptions of obtuse and acute angles.

Viewers who might be offended by this subject matter should not view this program.

I know all the angles

Angle Dancing’s the latest fad

Make two lines meet, add a throbbing beat

The results’ll drive you mad

If you learn all the angles

You can dance to my angle song

To start bend your knees forty-five degrees

Everybody crawl along

Angle Dance, Angle Dance

Find the point where two lines merge

Angle Dance, Angle Dance

Come, let’s make our paths converge

Once you know all the angles

A two-person square’s a breeze

It’s quite cut-and-dried; stretch one arm to the side

Raise the other one ninety degrees

Next hang a friend from the ceiling

If he loves you I know he won’t care

Grasp his hands real tight, get those angles right

There you’ve done it; you’ve made a square

Angle Dance, Angle Dance

Help me measure these angles please

Angle Dance, Angle Dance

We’re all doing it by degrees

Angle Dance, Angle Dance

Make a circular turn on your toe

Angle Dance, Angle Dance

In degrees spin three six zero

If you try you can make any angle

If you don’t there’s no excuse

This little beaut is called acute

And this wide one is obtuse

Now I’ve taught you the angles

You’re Angle Dancing hip

And if you’re inclined, you can go out and find

A spatial relationship

Angle Dance, Angle Dance

Come and join me, hun

Angle Dance, Angle Dance

Have some geometric fun

Angle Dance, Angle Dance

Let’s hope our math’s correct

Angle Dance, Angle Dance

Gee it’s great when lines connect

(Fade out, repeating last refrain)

# Archimedes

## Lead vocals by Beverly Mickins

Archimedes

Archimedes

A mathematician and scientist

Born in two eight seven B.C.

He lived in the city of Syracuse

On the island of Sicily

He said he could move the world

If he only had a place to stand

A fulcrum and a lever long

And the strength of an average man

He solved the problems of his days

Using math in amazing ways

His great work lives on today

Archimedes

Archimedes

The Archimedean principle tells

Why things float up or sink down

He found it when he needed to prove

The value of the king’s gold crown

His pulley system lifted weights

When the heavy loads got rough

His invention saved the day

There wasn’t any job too tough

He solved the problems of his days

Using math in amazing ways

His great work lives on today

Archimedes

Archimedes

He watched the stars and planets move

He built a planetarium

To illustrate the universe:

The earth, the moon, and shining sun

With circles and with cylinders

He was busy calculating pi

This really was remarkable

For a man who lived in early times

He solved the problems of his days

Using math in amazing ways

His great work lives on today

Archimedes yay, yay,

Archimedes how, ooh,

Archimedes

Archimedes Archimedes, ow,

Archimedes yeah, yeah, yeah,

Archimedes hmm-mm

Archimedes ooh

(Fade out)

# Count On It

## Lead vocals by Larry Cedar

Sooner or later, you’re gonna see some math

You can count on it

Sooner or later, those numbers cross your path

You can count on it

You may be hoping it will go away

But let me tell you, math is here to stay

You can count on it, hoo, yeah

You can count on it

Everywhere you look, they’re measuring the action

You can count on it

Everywhere you look, they’re even using fractions

You can count on it

They’re keeping time, and they’re keeping the score

They draw the line, and they’re running the store

You can count on it, hoo

Yeah, you can count on it

Look at the dial; look at how far

Look at how much; look where we are

Look at the gauge; look at the graph

Check out the numbers; you’ve got the last laugh

‘Cause it ain’t mystery; there’s nothing tough about it

You can count on it, that’s right

Soon you’re gonna see that you couldn’t live without it

You can count on it, hoo

Don’t take a genius or a great magician

To make a pretty good mathematician

You can count on it, hoo, yeah

Yeah, you can count on it, whoo

Oh, you can count on it, whoo

Baby, you can count on it

(fade out over Larry singing skat)

# Draw A Map

Oh, whoa-oo-oh

I’m coming back to town; I’d like to see you

I know it’s been a long, long time

I don’t know how to get there, since you moved

But I have directions from a friend of mine:

It’s five miles right, then five miles left

Then a mile down the road

I come past a tree, and wait for a light

How I’ll remember this, I don’t know!

He said, I’ll draw a map so you’ll find me

I’ll put it in scale and you’ll find me

I’ll just make an inch stand for a mile

I can make an inch stand for a mile

So he drew a map, a small but good one

Marking in an inch for every mile

He put in all the trees, and lights and landmarks

And I knew it would lead me to him after a while

So a mile down the road was an inch on my map

He brought it down to scale

The map is the same as the route to his house

Just smaller … in every detail

He said, I’ll draw a map so you’ll find me

I’ll put in a scale and you’ll find me

I’ll just make an inch stand for a mile

I can make an inch stand for a mile

He said, I’ll draw a map so you’ll find me

I’ll put it in scale and you’ll find me

I’ll just make an inch stand for a mile

I can make an inch stand for a mile

# 8% Of My Love

## Lead vocals by Cris Franco

### Featured vocals by Luisa Leschin and Arthur Howard

Girl, I already told you I love you

I already loaned you my ring

So how come just when everything was going so good

You got to bring up this “commitment” thing?

You said you ain’t getting a hundred percent of my love

And I admit it’s true

But long before today, I gave most of it away

So there’s hardly any left for you

I’m saving four percent for a dear dear friend

Who’s lying sick in bed

And eight percent for a pal of mine

Who fell and hit her head

Six percent for my Springsteen tapes

Eight percent for my car

Twelve for the good old U.S.A.

And five percent for my guitar

But I can give you eight percent of my love

Eight percent of my love

Eight hundredths of the time

You’re the only girl I’m dreaming of, yeah yeah yeah

Eight percent of my heart

Eight percent of my soul

Just point-oh-eight, but girl, you’re great

You’re the only one that makes me whole

But when you add it up, that only comes to forty-three (forty-three)

That should leave fifty-seven all for me (all for me)

Sorry hun; that’s not the situation

I’ve just begun; don’t spoil my concentration

(screams)

Now there’s nine percent for Miss Snodgrass

Who tutored me in science

And add another ten percent

For the New York Football Giants

Four percent for my mom and dad

Eight percent for my bike

Eighteen for my leather jacket, baby

If you don’t like it you can take a hike

‘Cause you still got eight percent of my love

Eight percent of my love

Eight hundredths of the time

You’re the only girl I’m dreaming of, yeah-eah-eah yeah

Eight percent of my love

Eight percent’ll have to do

I already went and spent ninety-two percent

But I’m saving all the rest for you

I already went and spent ninety-two percent

But I’m saving all the rest for you

# Fraction Rap

## Lead vocals by Larry Cedar and Reg E. Cathey

### Introductory voice-over by Beverly Mickins

You know what a fraction is, don’t you?

It’s the quotient of two whole numbers.

Knowing that, watch this:

Hey, Reg! Hey, Lar! How you doin’, man?

I been thinkin’ all day; I got this plan

You mean about the problem we talked about

Take it easy, pal; you don’t have to shout

Oh boy boy oh boy boy boy boy boy boy boy boy boy boy boy boy. Hmm.

Sorry, man, but that’s great, you see

‘Cause there’s only one thing that bothered me

About doing my m-math assignment last night

It blew my mind and it don’t seem right, and it’s

Fractions! What?

F-f-f-f-fractions! Oh yeah, yeah, I got it

F-f-f-f-f-f-fractions! Yeah

F-f-f-f-f-f-…. (Larry continues)

All right, Larry I got it. Larry. Yo man, yo, you’re illin’ when you should be chillin’. Larry. Larry!

(Larry finishes) … unh.

Hey Lar, hey dude, you got to hang tough

‘Cause this a-fractions stuff can get really rough

But like I told you, dude, I’m gonna help you out

You got no good reason to sweat and pout

‘Cause I’m the King of Cool and I’m a whiz at school and I look good!

Hunh?

Somebody bring me a mirror. Yeah.

Now wait.

You are the wiz, but this stuff’s a mystery

I can’t figure out what the result is gonna be

If I take two and divide by three

What sort of fraction am I gonna see?

No sweat, my man; a-listen to my words

Two divided by three equals two-thirds

And it looks like this, as you can plainly see:

You put the two up here, and down here the three

It works any time you must divide

A fraction answer you can provide

Take one whole number, divide by another

Put the first one on top of the other

Draw a line between the two

Nothing else that you have to do

Yeah! Somebody bring me a mirror.

Now wait.

Hey Reg. Hey, Lar. This cannot be

I worked all night; I was up ’til three

Now you did it once, but can you do it again

Let’s try some more; I’ll tell you when

The problem here I will provide

You write the fraction here beside

And if you’ve got the stuff to prove this rule

Then I must admit you are the King of Cool. Yeah.

And I will bring you a mirror. I know.

Get ready!

Five divided by six equals … … five-sixths!

Three divided by nine equals … … three-ninths!

Eight divided by five equals … … eight-fifths!

Put the first whole number on top of the other

Draw a line and you will discover a

Fraction! Yeah.

F-f-f-f-fraction! I think you have it, Lar!

I really want to tell you it’s a fraction! By George, he’s got it!

F-f-f-f-f-f-…. Wait!

Where’s my mirror? Oh, yeah, I forgot.

I know you Right herer! All right.

Larry, that is not a mirror! I can only see a fraction of myself!

Oh yeah, but that part of you looks real good, Reg.

Oh, does it?

Oh yeah.

Oh, I thought you’d never notice.

No, I think about an eighth of you looks good.

You’re a wise man … a WHAT?

Yeah, or maybe a sixteenth.

A sixteenth? Larry, you’re losing your wisdom!

Oh, all right. A half …

A half? That’s better.

… of a half of a half! (laughs)

# Ghost Of A Chance

## Lead vocals by Cris Franco and Reg E. Cathey

One night on a Pizza Shack delivery

I walked into this spooky house

And just as I was yelling “Two with anchovies!”

The door slammed and the lights went out

Started shouting, “Someone owes me fourteen ten!”

And then I heard a creepy voice

Boy, you’ll never see the Pizza Shack again

Unless you make the proper choice

Probability

Don’t you mess with me

Help me make the most of a chance

Might be win or lose

Still I’ve got to choose

Long as there’s a ghost of a chance

There are four dusty bookcases right over there

One of them’s a secret door

Go ahead and try one of them, if you dare

Your chance is only one in four

Did a little eenie, meenie, miney, moe

Pulled the third with all my might

Probability of one-fourth is low

But lucky thing I got it right

Probability

Don’t you mess with me

Help me make the most of a chance

Might be win or lose

Still I’ve got to choose

Long as there’s a ghost of a chance

Walked in to a hallway full of rattlesnakes

Only five are real ones; forty-five are fakes

Chance is five in fifty that I’m gonna croak

Chances are you thought this was a lark, a joke!

Probability

Don’t you mess with me

Help me make the most of a chance

Might be win or lose

Still I’ve got to choose

Long as there’s a ghost of a chance

Found myself inside an old Egyptian tomb

Open up the mummy case

Behold the seven keys he clutches in the gloom

Three will let you blow this place

Three in seven chance to pick a key that fits

I picked one of the four that don’t

But now the probability becomes three-sixths;

Three will work and three still won’t

(laughs)

Son, you’ve earned your freedom; here are twelve ways out

Eleven lead you to your truck

But what about the one in twelve? My boy, don’t pout;

Good luck; here’s your fourteen bucks

Probability of one-twelfth is slim

The guy was finally being nice

But that’s the one he chose, and I’m so pleased for him

The pizza’s for my poltergeist

Don’t you mess with me

Help me make the most of a chance

Might be win or lose

Still I’ve got to choose

Long as there’s a ghost of a chance

Don’t you mess with me

Help me make the most of a chance

Might be win or lose

Still I’ve got to choose

Long as there’s a ghost of a chance

(fade out)

# Jenny Didn’t Call

## Lead vocals by Larry Cedar

### Backup vocals by The Women (Cynthia Darlow, Luisa Leschin, and Beverly Mickins)

### Featured vocals by Reg E. Cathey, Cris Franco, and Arthur Howard

Ooh-ooh

Ooh-ooh

Jenny called me on a Monday, and that was great

We stayed up talking ’til very late

I called her Tuesday to make our plans

For next month’s Sophomore Springtime Dance

Jenny called me Wednesday; she was at the mall

But I was on my way out to play basketball

Man, you can’t play basketball.

I scored three home runs!

Three home runs?

I called Jenny Thursday Ooh-ooh

I called Jenny Friday Ooh-ooh

Saturday, the telephone rang

And my mom said, “Jimmy! It’s Jenny again!”

I called her on Sunday to see what to take

On our picnic later down at Cool Man’s Lake

Jenny called me Monday; we had a super talk

Then I went over to her house; we took her dog for a walk

Wait a minute, Jimmy; Jenny doesn’t have a dog.

No, but she’s got a leash!

(both laugh)

I called Jenny Tuesday Ooh-ooh

I called Jenny Wednesday Ooh-ooh

She called me Thursday; we talked for a year

And my dad said, “James, is that phone glued to your ear?”

Today is Friday; I thought the phone would ring

I thought Jenny would call me ’bout that Math Club thing

But she … she hasn’t called me, and I’m a little upset

Well it’s … it’s only eight, and, well the day’s not over yet! Yeah!

Stop! Do you see a pattern here!

Try to find a pattern here!

Look for a pattern, Jim!

So it’s your turn to call her according to the pattern!

Just looked at the pattern and I called her then:

Hello? Jenny!

Oh, baby, I was waiting for you to call. I guess it was my turn to call, huh?

I didn’t know about that pattern, you know? (jabbering in background)

So what’s happening, baby? You want to come over sometime? We’ll do some division or something?

[Come on, guys; I’m talking to my girlfriend!]

Oh, baby, I love you! Hey, listen; what do you want to do tonight? Square roots? Oh, I love you!

[Hey, come on, stop it!]

# Less Than Zero

## Lead vocals by Beverly Mickins

### Featured vocals by Arthur Howard

At the big diving meet at our school

A diver named Stanley O’Toole

Did a horrid backflip that the judges scored zip

The worst ever seen at our pool

Well, the spectators let out a roar

But Stanley had more thrills in store

His next dive was poorer, and caused such a furor

They gave him a negative score

He got less than zero, less than zero

The scoreboard’s running in reverse

Less than zero; he’s an anti-hero

Watch me go from bad to worse!

At a dance contest down by the shore

Stan tripped and fell on the floor

The judge cried, “Pee-ew! You get negative two.”

Said Stan with a grin, “Less is more!”

He got less than zero, less than zero

He’s a negative, negative guy

Less than zero; he’s an anti-hero

Worse than nothing is my battle cry!

When he skated towards the roses at the roller rink

The judges held a note that said that, “Stan, you stink.

You’re so bad we’ve got to give you a sub-zero score.”

It added up to negative twenty-four

Stan entered a hammer throw meet

Set a record that no one will beat

He threw it behind him; the score they assigned him

Was negative fifty-five feet

He got less than zero, less than zero

No ifs and no ands and no buts

Less than zero; he’s an anti-hero

I’m a certified nationwide klutz! Yeah

I’m a certified nationwide klutz! Yeah!

# The Mathematics Of Love

## Lead vocals by Larry Cedar

### Backup vocals by Reg E. Cathey, Cris Franco, Luisa Leschin, and Beverly Mickins

### Featured vocals by Arthur Howard

A five, six, seven, eight!

One night one night the stars were glowing

Two hearts two hearts were overflowing

Three words hit like a bolt from above

Bum bum bum

Four arms four arms were hugging tightly

Five times five times I kissed you lightly

So goes the mathematics of love

The mathematics of love

One two three forever

I’ll keep on counting the ways

One thousand nights I’ll hold you

And love you all of my days (and love you all of my days)

One night one night the moon was shining

Two hearts two hearts were intertwining

So goes the mathematics of love

The mathematics of love

Seven eight nine tenderly

I’ll hold the memory of

The one night two hearts thundered

The mathematics of love

Great, Tony! You got it!

One two three forever

The mathematics of love

One more time!

The mathematics of love

Alright! Take five!

# Neighborhood Super Spy

## Lead vocals by Cynthia Darlow

### Backup vocals by The Men (Reg E. Cathey, Larry Cedar, Cris Franco, and Arthur Howard)

I

am the Neighborhood Super Spy (super spy)

I

am an undercover kind of guy (undercover kind of guy)

I

should be working for the F.B.I. (F.B.I.)

I

am the Neighborhood Super Spy (super spy)

I can send a secret message that you can’t figure out

If you don’t have my secret code, you won’t know what I’m talking about

It looks like only numbers, but it’s a super secret plan

If you don’t know my personal code, you’ll never understand

Write out the alphabet, A to Z

And underneath that you write one-two-three

Instead of writing S-P-Y

Write nineteen-sixteen-twenty-five

Then when your friend sees the nineteen, yes

She’ll check the code and translate S

The sixteen is P, the twenty-five is Y

The secret word is S-P-Y

I

am the Neighborhood Super Spy (super spy)

I

am an undercover kind of guy (undercover kind of guy)

I

should be working for the F.B.I. (F.B.I.)

I

am the Neighborhood Super Spy (super spy)

You don’t have to start with the number one

I only want to show you how it’s done

As a matter of fact, if one is A

Everyone knows it; it’s no fun to play

So, for example, you could make the A a ten

When you get to the R, you start with one again

Then “spy” would start with two, that’s great

P is twenty-five and Y is eight

I

am the Neighborhood Super Spy (super spy)

I

am an undercover kind of guy (undercover kind of guy)

I

should be working for the F.B.I. (F.B.I.)

I

am the Neighborhood Super Spy (super spy)

Choose a number for the A, any one of many picks

Keep adding one ’til you get to twenty-six

Start again with one and stop when you see

The last of the alphabet, the letter Z

All you need to know is the number for the A

You’re ready to send a message away

You can send secret messages to and fro

Just like a real spy, just like a real pro

am the Neighborhood Super Spy (super spy)

I

am an undercover kind of guy (undercover kind of guy)

I

should be working for the F.B.I. (F.B.I.)

I

am the Neighborhood Super Spy (super spy)

I

am the Neighborhood Super Spy (super spy)

I

am the Neighborhood Super Spy (super spy)

I

am the Neighborhood Super Spy (super spy)

(fade out)

# Nine Nine Nine

## Lead vocals by Reg E. Cathey

### Backup vocals by Cynthia Darlow

Nine nine nine

Fantastic number nine

It’s perfectly consistent

It works out every time

Nine nine nine

That crazy number nine

Times any number you can find

It all comes back to nine

Two times nine is eighteen

Eight and one is nine

Three times nine is twenty-seven

Seven and two is nine

Four times nine is thirty-six

Six and three is nine

Five times nine is forty-five

Five and four is nine

Six times nine is fifty-four

Five and four is nine

Seven times nine is sixty-three

Six and three is nine

Eight times nine is seventy-two

Seven and two is nine

Nine times nine is eighty-one

Eight and one is nine

Nine nine nine

Fantastic number nine

It’s perfectly consistent

It works out every time

Nine nine nine

That crazy number nine

Times any number you can find

It all comes back to nine

Nine times ten is ninety

Just drop the zero sign

Nine times eleven is ninety-nine

Makes me rhyme with another line

Then nine and nine is eighteen

And eight and one is nine

Times any number you can find

It all comes back to nine

This work for bigger numbers, too?

Yup.

Let’s try this’un: three thousand four hundred’n eighty seven

Hmm … nine times three thousand four hundred eighty seven is

Thirty-one thousand three hundred eighty-three

Three plus one plus three plus eight plus three is eighteen;

One plus eight is nine.

It always works!

Nine nine nine

Fantastic number nine

It’s perfectly consistent

And it works out every time

Nine nine nine

That crazy number nine

Times any number you can find

It all comes back to nine

It all comes back to nine

It all comes back to nine

# Percents

## Lead vocals by Cris Franco and Beverly Mickins

### Harmony vocals by The Men (Larry Cedar and Arthur Howard) (for Cris Franco)

### Harmony vocals by The Women (Cynthia Darlow and Luisa Leschin) (for Beverly Mickins)

### Featured vocals by Reg E. Cathey

There’s a percentage of people

Who know a lot about percents

The rest of the people are simply confused

They don’t understand the way percents are used

Like when you want to go shopping

‘Cause there’s a big sale going on

With thirty percent off the normal price

To figure the cost you’ve gotta think twice

The number of parts of one hundred

Is what a percent is

Let’s take two:

Can be said as a fraction, two-one-hundredths

Or a decimal, point-zero-two; that’s true

Once you start to notice

You’re going to see examples of percents

When you put your money in a savings account

It earns a percent of the total amount

Or when you’re planning a schedule

It helps to think about percents

For twenty-four hours in every day

What percent do you usually work or play?

The number of parts of one hundred

Is what a percent is

Let’s take six:

Can be said as a fraction, six-one-hundredths

Or a decimal, point-zero-six; that’s no trick

To think about percents, you’ve got to give your all

Your own one hundred percent

If you just give a half, a half’s fifty percent

It’s never going to make sense

The number of parts of one hundred

Is what a percent is

Let’s take twelve:

Can be said as a fraction, twelve-one-hundredths

Or a decimal, point-one-two; Good for you!

There’s a percentage of people

Who know a lot about percents

We hope by now you’re not confused

You know about percents and how they’re used

Now you’re one of those people (one of those people)

Who know a lot about percents (know a lot about percents)

Now you’re one of those people (oh, yeah)

Who know a lot about percents (know about percents, yeah)

Now you’re one of those people (yeah, yeah)

Who know a lot about percents (fade out)

# Perfect Squares

## Lead vocals by Arthur Howard and Beverly Mickins

### Featured vocals by Reg E. Cathey, Cynthia Darlow, and Cris Franco

Aieie!

Well, I’m no square; you can tell by the way I move

The cut of my hair

But these squares are cool; they’re nobody’s fool

People call ’em the Perfect Squares

Square numbers, whoo!

You take any whole number, multiply it by itself

Find the product, if you dare; you’ll see it’s a perfect square

Square numbers

One! One times one.

Four! Two times two.

Nine! Three times three.

(screams)

That’s an uncomfortable position.

Help me up.

Thank you.

Perfect squares are hipper than hip

They’re the numbers of the hour

All you got to do is take a whole number

Raise it to the second power

Sixteen! Four squared!

Thirty-six! Six squared!

Fourteen! Two times seven!

Wait a minute, man; wait a minute.

What’s wrong, brother?

Fourteen is not a square number.

Oh, brother, brother, I know it is; I know two times seven equals fourteen.

Yeah, two times seven; not two times two; not seven times seven. That’s fourteen, and not a square number, man.

Aww, but I want it to be a square number.

Now you’re a square number, you see?

That’s one forty-four, twelve times twelve. Square number!

Thank you, man.

Don’t mention it man; just walk tall and be proud!

You’re a square number.

These squares are stars; they’re going to go far

They can do an amazing thing

Arrange the stars in equal rows; you can make a square

Look in the air!

Four! Two squared!

Nine! Three squared!

Sixteen! Four squared!

Now I’m no dope; you can tell I’ve got the steps

I got the flair

But my funky stand will never hold a candle

To my friends, the Perfect Squares

Twenty-five! Five times five!

One hundred! Ten times ten!

Ten thousand! One hundred times one hundred!

Sixty-four! Eight squared!

Thirty-six! Six squared!

Waaaaaaaah! I did it again.

I don’t think I can move.

Help.

Help.

I think I ripped my pants.

This is a very awkward position.

Hey, don’t split!

Oh, wait, I’m moving. I’m moving. Yeah!

# Perpendicular Lines

## Lead vocals by Cynthia Darlow

Two right angles, back to back

One hundred eighty degrees cut in half

In the country or in town

You can find them all around

Window frames and your front door

The living room wall to the living room floor

The tall building at the end of the block

But The Leaning Tower Of Pisa is not

You better listen to the word on the street

When two lines meet and make a capital T

It’s easy to see those

Perpendicular Lines

Without these lines, what would we have?

We wouldn’t have poles to raise our flags

Without goalposts, football’s a drag

We’d only have stripes, never plaid

Books on a bookshelf, tic-tac-toe

The crossbeams of a telephone pole

A chain-link fence with its design

Corners, floor tiles, and street signs

On hopscotch boards those lines are there

At each corner of the squares

Mortar lines of a brick wall

That disappear if the wall falls

You better listen to the word on the street

When two lines meet and make a capital T

It’s easy to see those

Perpendicular Lines

Perpendicular Lines

Perpendicular Lines

# Rapping Judge

## Lead vocals by Reg E. Cathey

### Featured vocals by Cris Franco, Cynthia Darlow, and Beverly Mickins

Hear Ye, Hear Ye, look alive

Order in the Federal Cout Of Jive

Here’s the cat’s gonna settle your grudge

Evevrybody rise for the rapping …

…Rapping Judge!

I don’t dig lying, and I don’t dig bunk

And I don’t dig none of this counterfeit junk

So tell it to me staright, and better make it rhyme

Tell me who’s the plaintiff and what’s the crime

I’m sure, Your Honor, the court will find

That this young lady has robbed me blind

I made a pie like I always cook it

But now it’s gone, and I know who took it

What kinda pie? Why, apple, natch

And where’d you try to keep it ‘fore the snatch?

I set it on the window sill

And if she hadn’t swiped it, it’d be there still

Now, wait a sec! Now, tut tut tut-tut

You’ll get your chance to say a-what’s what

There’s just one little matter left

About what time did you notice the theft?

The pie was stolen at two o’clock.

The pie was stolen at two o’clock.

Are you sure that that’s the true o’clock?

Yes, it had to be stolen at two o’clock.

Now now, you heard the lady’s plea

About how her pie is a-history

Now’s your chance to call the tune

Tell me, what were you doing that afternoon?

Well, I left my home at one o’clock

To ride my skateboard around the block

Did a little of this and a little of that

And I didn’t get home ’til three o’clock flat

Did anybody see you? Don’t think so. Why?

Kid, you could use an alibi

Well, my dad got home at one, you see

But nobody saw me again ’til three

From one ’til three this birdie flew

And the crust bit the dust along about two

One more question; I’ll make it brief

‘Cause math might help us finger the thief

How far is this kid’s habitat

From the place where Granny hangs her hat?

The plaintiff lives out by the bay

And the girl lives about four miles away

I say what? what? what?

Four miles? miles? miles? miles?

What? what? what?

Four miles? Give or take a bit.

Word. That’s the end of this.

This child is innocent

Of this I’m confident

She did not do the deed

The clue is the rate of speed

Someone on a skateboard has the power

To cruise at just about three miles an hour

That means sixty minutes or so

Three little old miles is all she can go

But the lady lives four miles away!

Yo, yo, homeboy, I hear what you say

A round trip of eight miles is just no way!

Yo, yo, we’re hip, and that is that

We’re glad that math is here to help us solve the theft

A child on a skateboard hasn’t the time

To steal a pie and seal the crime

So let’s all split, if you catch my drift

And if you don’t, then … Case …

Dismissed!

# Shape Up

## Lead vocals by Beverly Mickins

I’ll give it to you straight

We’ve got a love triangle

I saw you kissing your ex-girlfriend

Oh, you better shape up

I told you over and oval

This is the end of the line

Boy, I’m gonna be gone, pentagon

If you don’t shape up

Shape up

You’d better shape up

Shape up

Shape up, shape up

You say you’re innocent

It takes two to rectangle

I saw you holding her hand

In the back of the school rhombus

I warned you fair and square

How could you fall in her trapezoid?

Boy, I’m gonna be gone, hexagon

If you don’t shape up

Shape up

You’d better shape up

Shape up

Shape up, shape up

Well, ain’t it plain to see

From our geometry

There’s been a little change in me

You gotta shape up

Now here’s a demonstration

A visualization

You got yourself a hairy situation

Better shape up

Now everyone in our circle

Comes up and asks me why

We’ve been split and divided by

Something over and done

I tell them me and your ex

Are both wondering who’s next

We’re both gonna be gone, ocatgon

‘Til you shape up, son

Shape up

You’d better shape up

Shape up

Shape up, shape up

Shape up

You’d better shape up

Shape up

Shape up, shape up

# Sign Of The Times

## Lead vocals by Cris Franco

(something in Spanish)

X is the sign of the times

X es el sÃmbolo de los tiempos

There’s a lot of times going around

A time for lunch, a time for school

But the coolest times going around

Is a multiplication tool

Take a X, we’ll show you where it fits

Not the Brand X, not the Band X

There’s no other corner quite like this

Three times two makes six

X is the sign of the times

X es el sÃmbolo de los tiempos

When you’re going to multiply

Just use the symbol X

Es el sÃmbolo de los tiempos

When you’re adding and your numbers are all the same

You take a shortcut: multiply

Count the number of the numbers you want to gain

That’s your multiplier

X is the sign of the times

X es el sÃmbolo de los tiempos

When you’re going to multiply

Just use the symbol X

Es el sÃmbolo de los tiempos

There’s a multiplication table

Everyone should know by heart

From zero times zero to nine times nine

That’s the place to start

Es el sÃmbolo de los tiempos

We know two times two is four

Three times three is nine

But you can do a whole lot more

With X, the sign of the times

Es el sÃmbolo de los tiempos

Three times four or six times two

Equals one times twelve

Figure out the way it works

And try it for yourself

Es el sÃmbolo de los tiempos

The same is true of four times five

Which equals two times ten

Five times six, fifteen times two

Equal each other again

Es el sÃmbolo de los tiempos

You could keep on going

As long as you’re inclined

With different combinations

Just use the sign of the times

Es el sÃmbolo de los tiempos

Aieie, ha ha ha!

Es el sÃmbolo de los tiempos

(trills)

Es el sÃmbolo de los tiempos

(something in Spanish)

Es el sÃmbolo de los tiempos

(something in Spanish) Aieie! Aieie! Aieie!

Es el sÃmbolo de los tiempos

(something in Spanish)

Es el sÃmbolo de los tiempos

(fade out)

# Tessellations

## Lead vocals by Larry Cedar

Ooh, tessellations

Ooh, tessellations

We’re talking about tessellations

Ooh, tessellations

Geometric shape sensations

Ooh, tessellations

Who’s got time for good vibrations?

We’ve got to use our imaginations

Ooh bop-bop ooh

Tessellations

Let’s decorate my surfboard

With geometric shapes and lines

We can use a few polygons

Gonna make it look so fine

We can start by drawing a grid (bop-bop)

Use it as a guide (bop-bop)

And when we’re done we’re gonna have some fun

We’ll hit the waves and ride! ‘Cause

We’re talking about tessellations

Ooh, tessellations

Geometric shape sensations

Ooh, tessellations

Who’s got time for good vibrations?

We’ve got to use our imaginations

Ooh bop-bop ooh

Tessellations

Let’s use a grid of squares

To tessellate this plane

We’ll lay down different polygons

The shapes don’t have to be the same

We’ll line them up, edge-to-edge

So all the sides will meet

We’ll leave no gaps, no overlaps

Look at how the pattern repeats, yeah

We’re talking about tessellations

Ooh, tessellations

Geometric shape sensations

Ooh, tessellations

Who’s got time for good vibrations?

We’ve got to use our imaginations

Ooh bop-bop ooh

Come on and put a square here

And put an octagon there

And when they fit real tight

We’ll know we’re doing it right

Yeah, yeah

We’re talking about tessellations

Ooh, tessellations

Geometric shape sensations

Ooh, tessellations

Who’s got time for good vibrations?

We’ve got to use our imaginations

Ooh bop-bop ooh

Tessellations

We’re making tessellations

Tessellations

(fade out)

# That’s Infinity

## Lead vocals by The Entire Company

### Featured vocals by Larry Cedar, Cris Franco, Arthur Howard, Cynthia Darlow, Reg E. Cathey, Beverly Mickins, and Luisa Leschin

If you’re sitting in a hot, crowded car

Soon you’ll get to the end of the ride

If you cross the widest ocaen

You’ll get to the other side

You can climb the highest mountain

Knowing there’s a top

But try counting to the highest number

You’ll never never stop

That’s infinity

You can count forever

There’ll always be one more

That’s infinity

Count from dusk ’til dawn

You’ll never reach infinity

You’ll just go on … and on … and on and on and on …

Like the intrepid explorer hacking his way through the relentless jungle

Like watching summer reruns on TV

Like my sister talking on the phone

That’s infinity

You can count forever

There’ll always be one more

That’s infinity

Count from dusk ’til dawn

You’ll never reach infinity

You’ll just go on … and on … and on and on and on …

You can walk as far as you like but you’ll never reach infinity

You can wait as long as you like, but you’ll never meet infinity

You can spend your whole life counting; you never will be done

You can always make a larger number just by adding one

What’s the largest number in the world?

Four billion three hundred thirty-three million four hundred and ninety-six thousand five hundred sixty-seven.

Are you sure?

Of course!

Add one to it.

Oh.

Four billion three hundred thirty-three million four hundred ninety-six thousand five hundred sixty-eight.

That must be the largest number in the world.

Are you sure?

Add one to it.

Four billion three hundred thirty-three million four hundred and ninety-six thousand five hundred sixty-nine?

(laughs) Wait a minute. This could go on (stops laughing) FOREVER!

That’s infinity

You can count forever

There’ll always be one more

That’s infinity

Count from dusk ’til dawn

You’ll never reach infinity

You’ll just go on … and on … and on and on and on …

And on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on …

And on and on and on … and on … and on and on and on and on and on …

And on …

Five billion eight hundred eighty-eight million three hundred thirty-one thousand two hundred twenty-one?

Aaugh! Add one to it!

Aaugh!

Nice job. But didn’t Mr. Glitch help out a bit in Neighbourhood Super Spy?

Yes, sort of. Someone with the Glitch’s voice intros the song. Since I copied the lyrics from another source, I’ll leave them be and just add your note!