Hello, we're the One Direction Unicorn Riding Club
Welcome to our musical production
A one,
A two,
A one, two, three, four
First is a guy called Zayn he's far from vain, he likes his sink
Comes from Bradford-York,
They like to talk, about his quiff
(Nice quiff, Mate)
Next comes Liam Payne,
His hair's a strain,
He cut it off
Spoons are not his thing, boy can he sing
But can't eat sushi.
One Direction, we want you to know, we think you are the best
One Direction, we want you to say, you're better than the rest
Much better than the rest
Harry enchants the girls, as he weaves his curls,
And we all scream
Swallows on his chest, beneath his vest, and sometimes Swift
An Irish local man,
He makes us smile,
And plays guitar
Accidentally swears while they're on air,
He gets told off
One Direction, we want you to know, we think you are the best
One Direction, we want you to say, you're better than the rest
Much better than the rest
Louis likes his tea, its plain to see
A Yorkshire lad
Loves to play a prank
118 or Frank
Please don't call back,
(The number you have dialed is not in service)
One Direction, we want you to know, we think you are the best
One Direction, we want you to say, you're better than the rest
Much better than the rest
Much better than the rest
Much better than the rest
Much better than the rest
Much better than the rest
Much better than the rest