Have you heard, have you heard, There's a new tooter in with the Tin pan parade, Pass the word, pass the word, 'cause it's some toy trumpet brigade.
You're not the only cuddly toy That was ever enjoyed By any boy You're not the only choo-choo train that was left out in the rain the day after Santa
s time to save your world You're where the wild things are Toy soldiers off to war You swing your rattle down Call to arms, the trumpets sound Toy horses
poor son of a humble chimney sweep fell to a cheap crowd So stay asleep and put on that cursive type you know we live in a toy. Paul Cates bought himself a trumpet
One, two, three I was nothin' but a city boy My trumpet was my only toy I've been blowin' my horn Since I knew I was born But there ain't no nobody wants
I saw a little man who had a toy trumpet He sat on a stone with his lips to the mouthpiece He was deaf dumb and blind so he couldn't quite make it
for your Fiesta." YA-HOO-HOO-HOO! Fiesta, Fiesta, ha! That means a party Fiesta, a party With lots of girls and boys Fiesta, Fiesta With one big pinata And little toy trumpets
a humble chimney sweep Fell to a cheap crowd So stay asleep and put on that cursive type You know we live in a toy You know that Paul Cates Bought himself a trumpet
of reach Hand puppets storm the beach) Call to arms, the trumpets sound (Fire trucks trapped out of reach All clowns reinforce the rear Slingshots fire into the air) Toy
: One, two, three I was nothin' but a city boy My trumpet was my only toy I've been blowin' my horn Since I knew I was born But there ain't no nobody
