Chasing The Whos Lyrics

Chasing The Whos Text

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SOUR KANGAROO
Up out of the jungle
Up into the sky.
Up over the mountains

SOUR KANGAROO & BIRD GIRLS
Ten thousand feet high.

SOUR KANGAROO
Then down from the mountains

SOUR KANGAROO & BIRD GIRLS
And into the news-

ALL
Went Horton the elephant
Chasing the Whos!

WOMEN
Chasing the Whos!

MEN
Chasing the Whos!

(THE CAT enters as a HELICOPTER NEWSCASTER,
wearing headphones. SFX: Helicopter blades.)

CAT (AS NEWSCASTER)
This is the cat in the hat
Live from Skycam Five.
Folks, the Jungle of Nool
Is one heck of a drive.
We've got monkeys backed up
To the three-oh-two
I'd find alternate routes
If I were you!

(THE CAT "flies" off)


WICKERSHAMS, SOUR KANGAROO & BIRD GIRLS
Then over the desert,
The Desert of Dreze!
And into the forest
With thousands of trees
Past Sneetches on beaches

SOUR KANGAROO
And sour kangaroos!

ALL (except Horton & "Vocally low" men
"vocally low" men)
Went Horton the elephant
Chasing the Whos Chasing the Whos!
Chasing the...
Chasing the Whos! Chasing the Whos!

(The WICKERSHAM BROTHERS stop running and surround HORTON,
holding the clover just out of reach)

WICKERSHAM #1
Still chasing your dust?
Why it's safe as can be.

WICKERSHAM #2
We're monkeys to trust
Or don't you agree?

WICKERSHAM #3
Well, just to be sure
We are handing it off

WICKERSHAMS
To a black-bottomed eagle named--

VLAD VLADIKOFF
Vlad Vladikoff!!
(an eagle shriek)
AAAHHH!

(VLAD VLADIKOFF swoops in and grabs the clover. Horton gives chase again)

HORTON
No! Please! Wait!!

BIRD GIRLS
All that late afternoon
And far into the night
BIRD GIRLS
That black-bottomed bird
Flapped his wings in fast flight,
And he paid no attention
To Horton's loud call:

HORTON
A person's a person
No matter how small!

(We see the WHOS being swept from side to side as the eagle swoops.
JOJO is with them. They all cling to one another in terror)

WHOS (SCREAMING)
OOOH ... AAAHHH!!!

We're Whos here! We're all Whos here!
Please don't let us fall!
(screams)
Aaah!
We're Whos here. We could bruise here!
Helpless, weak and small.

CITIZENS OF THE JUNGLE, WHOS
On Horton traveled
And on that bird flew.
And, oh, there was trouble,

WHOS
Trouble on Who!

ALL (INCLUDING WHOS)
That black-bottomed eagle was cruel as could be...

HORTON
'Cause at six fifty-six, Vlad Vladikoff dropped it
The clover went tumbling and nobody stopped it!
And head over heels, one hundred miles down,
Fell the poor little Whos and their whole tiny town!

WHOS (Scream)
Aaah!

(THE CAT IN THE HAT appears in the midst of this grim moment
and blithely freezes the Whos in mid-fall)