Help, help
There he heard it again
That small cry in the blue
Horton still couldn't see them
But I'll show them to you
Hello, is anyone there?
Who are you?
Well, we're Whos here, we are Whos here
Smaller than the eye can see
It's true, sir, we're Whos Who, sir
I'm a Who and so is she
We're tiny little people
Blowing by in the air
Wondering how and why
We're on Who
The tiniest planet in the sky
A-ladela-deladela, Who Who
A-ladela-deladela, Who
A-ladela-deladela, Who Who
A-ladela-deladela
We're Whos here, win or lose here
Struggling to stay alive
Each gust pro pels our dust
Oh, how the heck, do Whos survive?
At any given moment
We could crash or be drowned
Hitting the ground, oh my
Here on who, the tiniest planet in the sky
Who, Who
I'm the mayor
Who, Who
I'm his wife
Who, Who
Just imagine the Whos unusual life
Picture the tiniest houses and grocery stores
Tiny umbrellas that drip on the tiniest floors
The tiniest tunnels and tiniest streets
Miniature buses with miniature seats
Miniature buildings with miniature windows and doors
No smaller town than yours
We've got a marching band
That is small but grand
Oh, you ought to hear them wail
[Incomprehensible] here at every year
I re-enact my Christmas tale
Every who down in Whoville
Liked Christmas a lot
But the Grinch, who lived just north of Whoville
Did not
Imagine a place
That is tidy and totally clean
Where even a Grinch
Wouldn't dare to be totally mean
You think that it's heaven on earth, yes, you do
But heaven on earth isn't heaven on Who
Troubles on Who are the biggest
That you've ever seen
We're on the brink of war, they say
We're going to war and oh my
'Cause if we do, then here on Who
Well, you can kiss Whoville goodbye
Our skies are unbearably dark
And war is unbearably near
And that's not the end of our troubles
For on the other side of town
The Truffula trees were all cut down
They once stood tall, in all their glory
But that's another story
So here on Who, we live in fear
We're drifting through space
And cannot steer
A troubled and a tiny land
Our future's in your hand
It's up to you, sir, please help Who, sir
You're the only one who hears
You must, sir, save our dust, sir
Now that we have reached your ears
We're tiny little people
Saying thanks in advance
Hoping perchance, you'll try
Here on Who, the tiniest planet in the sky
I won't let you down
No, I won't let you fall
A person's a person
No matter how small
A person's a person
No matter how small
I'm the mayor of Who
Why I've just been elected
And upright behavior is thus forth expected
Yet here sits my son
Who's sent home by his teachers
For thinking strange things
And inventing strange creatures
We're going to speak with your teachers today
And I hope they have nothing too awful to say
If you're hungry there's [Incomprehensible] in the refrigerator
We're late, here's a kiss and we'll both see you later

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