Ten Little Indians

[Intro, spoken: Harry Nilsson, (Rick Jarrard)]

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

[Verse 1]

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

[Verse 2]

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 found

Another way to get to Heaven

Then there were six

[Verse 3]

Six little Indians

All tryin' to stay alive

One took another's life

Then there were five

[Instrumental Break]

[Verse 4]

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

[Verse 5]

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

[Verse 6]

One little Indian

Out lookin' for the sun

At six o'clock, the moon came out

Then there were none