This page lists the lyrics for twenty of the songs which appeared on Square One Television from 1987 through 1992. I compiled these lyrics by listening to the songs in question repeatedly and writing down what I heard, so there may be some slight inaccuracies or gaps due to my own listening abilities.

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The songs are listed alphabetically by title (or by what I think of the title as, which in at least one case is not the technically correct title), and each song is formatted to show who the performers were. Quick links to each of the songs are below and at the bottom of the page.

Angle Dance

Lead vocals by Larry Cedar

Featured vocals by Reg E. Cathey

The following song includes graphic descriptions of obtuse and acute angles. Viewers who might be offended by this subject matter should not view this program. I know all the angles Angle Dancing's the latest fad Make two lines meet, add a throbbing beat The results'll drive you mad If you learn all the angles You can dance to my angle song To start bend your knees forty-five degrees Everybody crawl along Angle Dance, Angle Dance Find the point where two lines merge Angle Dance, Angle Dance Come, let's make our paths converge Once you know all the angles A two-person square's a breeze It's quite cut-and-dried; stretch one arm to the side Raise the other one ninety degrees Next hang a friend from the ceiling If he loves you I know he won't care Grasp his hands real tight, get those angles right There you've done it; you've made a square Angle Dance, Angle Dance Help me measure these angles please Angle Dance, Angle Dance We're all doing it by degrees Angle Dance, Angle Dance Make a circular turn on your toe Angle Dance, Angle Dance In degrees spin three six zero If you try you can make any angle If you don't there's no excuse This little beaut is called acute And this wide one is obtuse Now I've taught you the angles You're Angle Dancing hip And if you're inclined, you can go out and find A spatial relationship Angle Dance, Angle Dance Come and join me, hun Angle Dance, Angle Dance Have some geometric fun Angle Dance, Angle Dance Let's hope our math's correct Angle Dance, Angle Dance Gee it's great when lines connect (Fade out, repeating last refrain)

Archimedes

Lead vocals by Beverly Mickins

Archimedes Archimedes A mathematician and scientist Born in two eight seven B.C. He lived in the city of Syracuse On the island of Sicily He said he could move the world If he only had a place to stand A fulcrum and a lever long And the strength of an average man He solved the problems of his days Using math in amazing ways His great work lives on today Archimedes Archimedes The Archimedean principle tells Why things float up or sink down He found it when he needed to prove The value of the king's gold crown His pulley system lifted weights When the heavy loads got rough His invention saved the day There wasn't any job too tough He solved the problems of his days Using math in amazing ways His great work lives on today Archimedes Archimedes He watched the stars and planets move He built a planetarium To illustrate the universe: The earth, the moon, and shining sun With circles and with cylinders He was busy calculating pi This really was remarkable For a man who lived in early times He solved the problems of his days Using math in amazing ways His great work lives on today Archimedes yay, yay, Archimedes how, ooh, Archimedes Archimedes Archimedes, ow, Archimedes yeah, yeah, yeah, Archimedes hmm-mm Archimedes ooh (Fade out)

Count On It

Lead vocals by Larry Cedar

Sooner or later, you're gonna see some math You can count on it Sooner or later, those numbers cross your path You can count on it You may be hoping it will go away But let me tell you, math is here to stay You can count on it, hoo, yeah You can count on it Everywhere you look, they're measuring the action You can count on it Everywhere you look, they're even using fractions You can count on it They're keeping time, and they're keeping the score They draw the line, and they're running the store You can count on it, hoo Yeah, you can count on it Look at the dial; look at how far Look at how much; look where we are Look at the gauge; look at the graph Check out the numbers; you've got the last laugh 'Cause it ain't mystery; there's nothing tough about it You can count on it, that's right Soon you're gonna see that you couldn't live without it You can count on it, hoo Don't take a genius or a great magician To make a pretty good mathematician You can count on it, hoo, yeah Yeah, you can count on it, whoo Oh, you can count on it, whoo Baby, you can count on it (fade out over Larry singing skat)

Draw A Map

Oh, whoa-oo-oh I'm coming back to town; I'd like to see you I know it's been a long, long time I don't know how to get there, since you moved But I have directions from a friend of mine: It's five miles right, then five miles left Then a mile down the road I come past a tree, and wait for a light How I'll remember this, I don't know! He said, I'll draw a map so you'll find me I'll put it in scale and you'll find me I'll just make an inch stand for a mile I can make an inch stand for a mile So he drew a map, a small but good one Marking in an inch for every mile He put in all the trees, and lights and landmarks And I knew it would lead me to him after a while So a mile down the road was an inch on my map He brought it down to scale The map is the same as the route to his house Just smaller ... in every detail He said, I'll draw a map so you'll find me I'll put in a scale and you'll find me I'll just make an inch stand for a mile I can make an inch stand for a mile He said, I'll draw a map so you'll find me I'll put it in scale and you'll find me I'll just make an inch stand for a mile I can make an inch stand for a mile

8% Of My Love

Lead vocals by Cris Franco

Featured vocals by Luisa Leschin and Arthur Howard

Girl, I already told you I love you I already loaned you my ring So how come just when everything was going so good You got to bring up this "commitment" thing? You said you ain't getting a hundred percent of my love And I admit it's true But long before today, I gave most of it away So there's hardly any left for you I'm saving four percent for a dear dear friend Who's lying sick in bed And eight percent for a pal of mine Who fell and hit her head Six percent for my Springsteen tapes Eight percent for my car Twelve for the good old U.S.A. And five percent for my guitar But I can give you eight percent of my love Eight percent of my love Eight hundredths of the time You're the only girl I'm dreaming of, yeah yeah yeah Eight percent of my heart Eight percent of my soul Just point-oh-eight, but girl, you're great You're the only one that makes me whole But when you add it up, that only comes to forty-three (forty-three) That should leave fifty-seven all for me (all for me) Sorry hun; that's not the situation I've just begun; don't spoil my concentration (screams) Now there's nine percent for Miss Snodgrass Who tutored me in science And add another ten percent For the New York Football Giants Four percent for my mom and dad Eight percent for my bike Eighteen for my leather jacket, baby If you don't like it you can take a hike 'Cause you still got eight percent of my love Eight percent of my love Eight hundredths of the time You're the only girl I'm dreaming of, yeah-eah-eah yeah Eight percent of my love Eight percent'll have to do I already went and spent ninety-two percent But I'm saving all the rest for you I already went and spent ninety-two percent But I'm saving all the rest for you

Fraction Rap

Lead vocals by Larry Cedar and Reg E. Cathey

Introductory voice-over by Beverly Mickins

You know what a fraction is, don't you? It's the quotient of two whole numbers. Knowing that, watch this: Hey, Reg! Hey, Lar! How you doin', man? I been thinkin' all day; I got this plan You mean about the problem we talked about Take it easy, pal; you don't have to shout Oh boy boy oh boy boy boy boy boy boy boy boy boy boy boy boy. Hmm. Sorry, man, but that's great, you see 'Cause there's only one thing that bothered me About doing my m-math assignment last night It blew my mind and it don't seem right, and it's Fractions! What? F-f-f-f-fractions! Oh yeah, yeah, I got it F-f-f-f-f-f-fractions! Yeah F-f-f-f-f-f-.... (Larry continues) All right, Larry I got it. Larry. Yo man, yo, you're illin' when you should be chillin'. Larry. Larry! (Larry finishes) ... unh. Hey Lar, hey dude, you got to hang tough 'Cause this a-fractions stuff can get really rough But like I told you, dude, I'm gonna help you out You got no good reason to sweat and pout 'Cause I'm the King of Cool and I'm a whiz at school and I look good! Hunh? Somebody bring me a mirror. Yeah. Now wait. You are the wiz, but this stuff's a mystery I can't figure out what the result is gonna be If I take two and divide by three What sort of fraction am I gonna see? No sweat, my man; a-listen to my words Two divided by three equals two-thirds And it looks like this, as you can plainly see: You put the two up here, and down here the three It works any time you must divide A fraction answer you can provide Take one whole number, divide by another Put the first one on top of the other Draw a line between the two Nothing else that you have to do Yeah! Somebody bring me a mirror. Now wait. Hey Reg. Hey, Lar. This cannot be I worked all night; I was up 'til three Now you did it once, but can you do it again Let's try some more; I'll tell you when The problem here I will provide You write the fraction here beside And if you've got the stuff to prove this rule Then I must admit you are the King of Cool. Yeah. And I will bring you a mirror. I know. Get ready! Five divided by six equals ... ... five-sixths! Three divided by nine equals ... ... three-ninths! Eight divided by five equals ... ... eight-fifths! Put the first whole number on top of the other Draw a line and you will discover a Fraction! Yeah. F-f-f-f-fraction! I think you have it, Lar! I really want to tell you it's a fraction! By George, he's got it! F-f-f-f-f-f-.... Wait! Where's my mirror? Oh, yeah, I forgot. I know you Right herer! All right. Larry, that is not a mirror! I can only see a fraction of myself! Oh yeah, but that part of you looks real good, Reg. Oh, does it? Oh yeah. Oh, I thought you'd never notice. No, I think about an eighth of you looks good. You're a wise man ... a WHAT? Yeah, or maybe a sixteenth. A sixteenth? Larry, you're losing your wisdom! Oh, all right. A half ... A half? That's better. ... of a half of a half! (laughs)

Ghost Of A Chance

Lead vocals by Cris Franco and Reg E. Cathey

One night on a Pizza Shack delivery I walked into this spooky house And just as I was yelling "Two with anchovies!" The door slammed and the lights went out Started shouting, "Someone owes me fourteen ten!" And then I heard a creepy voice Boy, you'll never see the Pizza Shack again Unless you make the proper choice Probability Don't you mess with me Help me make the most of a chance Might be win or lose Still I've got to choose Long as there's a ghost of a chance There are four dusty bookcases right over there One of them's a secret door Go ahead and try one of them, if you dare Your chance is only one in four Did a little eenie, meenie, miney, moe Pulled the third with all my might Probability of one-fourth is low But lucky thing I got it right Probability Don't you mess with me Help me make the most of a chance Might be win or lose Still I've got to choose Long as there's a ghost of a chance Walked in to a hallway full of rattlesnakes Only five are real ones; forty-five are fakes Chance is five in fifty that I'm gonna croak Chances are you thought this was a lark, a joke! Probability Don't you mess with me Help me make the most of a chance Might be win or lose Still I've got to choose Long as there's a ghost of a chance Found myself inside an old Egyptian tomb Open up the mummy case Behold the seven keys he clutches in the gloom Three will let you blow this place Three in seven chance to pick a key that fits I picked one of the four that don't But now the probability becomes three-sixths; Three will work and three still won't (laughs) Son, you've earned your freedom; here are twelve ways out Eleven lead you to your truck But what about the one in twelve? My boy, don't pout; Good luck; here's your fourteen bucks Probability of one-twelfth is slim The guy was finally being nice But that's the one he chose, and I'm so pleased for him The pizza's for my poltergeist Probability Don't you mess with me Help me make the most of a chance Might be win or lose Still I've got to choose Long as there's a ghost of a chance Probability Don't you mess with me Help me make the most of a chance Might be win or lose Still I've got to choose Long as there's a ghost of a chance (fade out)

Jenny Didn't Call

Lead vocals by Larry Cedar

Backup vocals by The Women (Cynthia Darlow, Luisa Leschin, and Beverly Mickins)

Featured vocals by Reg E. Cathey, Cris Franco, and Arthur Howard

Ooh-ooh Ooh-ooh Jenny called me on a Monday, and that was great We stayed up talking 'til very late I called her Tuesday to make our plans For next month's Sophomore Springtime Dance Jenny called me Wednesday; she was at the mall But I was on my way out to play basketball Man, you can't play basketball. I scored three home runs! Three home runs? I called Jenny Thursday Ooh-ooh I called Jenny Friday Ooh-ooh Saturday, the telephone rang And my mom said, "Jimmy! It's Jenny again!" I called her on Sunday to see what to take On our picnic later down at Cool Man's Lake Jenny called me Monday; we had a super talk Then I went over to her house; we took her dog for a walk Wait a minute, Jimmy; Jenny doesn't have a dog. No, but she's got a leash! (both laugh) I called Jenny Tuesday Ooh-ooh I called Jenny Wednesday Ooh-ooh She called me Thursday; we talked for a year And my dad said, "James, is that phone glued to your ear?" Today is Friday; I thought the phone would ring I thought Jenny would call me 'bout that Math Club thing But she ... she hasn't called me, and I'm a little upset Well it's ... it's only eight, and, well the day's not over yet! Yeah! Stop! Do you see a pattern here! Try to find a pattern here! Look for a pattern, Jim! So it's your turn to call her according to the pattern! Just looked at the pattern and I called her then: Hello? Jenny! Oh, baby, I was waiting for you to call. I guess it was my turn to call, huh? I didn't know about that pattern, you know? (jabbering in background) So what's happening, baby? You want to come over sometime? We'll do some division or something? [Come on, guys; I'm talking to my girlfriend!] Oh, baby, I love you! Hey, listen; what do you want to do tonight? Square roots? Oh, I love you! [Hey, come on, stop it!]

Less Than Zero

Lead vocals by Beverly Mickins

Featured vocals by Arthur Howard

At the big diving meet at our school A diver named Stanley O'Toole Did a horrid backflip that the judges scored zip The worst ever seen at our pool Well, Stan came and let out a roar But Stanley had more thrills in store His next dive was poorer, and caused such a furor They gave him a negative score He got less than zero, less than zero The scoreboard's running in reverse Less than zero; he's an anti-hero Watch me go from bad to worse! At a dance contest down by the shore Stan tripped and fell on the floor The judge cried, "Pee-ew! You get negative two." Said Stan with a grin, "Less is more!" He got less than zero, less than zero He's a negative, negative guy Less than zero; he's an anti-hero Worse than nothing is my battle cry! When he skated towards the roses at the roller rink The judges held a note that said that, "Stan, you stink. You're so bad we've got to give you a sub-zero score." It added up to negative twenty-four Stan entered a hammer throw heat Set a record that no one will beat He threw it behind him; the score they assigned him Was negative fifty-five feet He got less than zero, less than zero No ifs and no ands and no buts Less than zero; he's an anti-hero I'm a certified nationwide klutz! Yeah I'm a certified nationwide klutz! Yeah!

The Mathematics Of Love

Lead vocals by Larry Cedar

Backup vocals by Reg E. Cathey, Cris Franco, Luisa Leschin, and Beverly Mickins

Featured vocals by Arthur Howard

A five, six, seven, eight! One night one night the stars were glowing Two hearts two hearts were overflowing Three words hit like a bolt from above Bum bum bum Four arms four arms were hugging tightly Five times five times I kissed you lightly So goes the mathematics of love The mathematics of love One two three forever I'll keep on counting the ways One thousand nights I'll hold you And love you all of my days (and love you all of my days) One night one night the moon was shining Two hearts two hearts were intertwining So goes the mathematics of love The mathematics of love Seven eight nine tenderly I'll hold the memory of The one night two hearts thundered The mathematics of love Great, Tony! You got it! One two three forever The mathematics of love One more time! The mathematics of love Alright! Take five!

Neighborhood Super Spy

Lead vocals by Cynthia Darlow

Backup vocals by The Men (Reg E. Cathey, Larry Cedar, Cris Franco, and Arthur Howard)

I am the Neighborhood Super Spy (super spy) I am an undercover kind of guy (undercover kind of guy) I should be working for the F.B.I. (F.B.I.) I am the Neighborhood Super Spy (super spy) I can send a secret message that you can't figure out If you don't have my secret code, you won't know what I'm talking about It looks like only numbers, but it's a super secret plan If you don't know my personal code, you'll never understand Write out the alphabet, A to Z And underneath that you write one-two-three Instead of writing S-P-Y Write nineteen-sixteen-twenty-five Then when your friend sees the nineteen, yes She'll check the code and translate S The sixteen is P, the twenty-five is Y The secret word is S-P-Y I am the Neighborhood Super Spy (super spy) I am an undercover kind of guy (undercover kind of guy) I should be working for the F.B.I. (F.B.I.) I am the Neighborhood Super Spy (super spy) You don't have to start with the number one I only want to show you how it's done As a matter of fact, if one is A Everyone knows it; it's no fun to play So, for example, you could make the A a ten When you get to the R, you start with one again Then "spy" would start with two, that's great P is twenty-five and Y is eight I am the Neighborhood Super Spy (super spy) I am an undercover kind of guy (undercover kind of guy) I should be working for the F.B.I. (F.B.I.) I am the Neighborhood Super Spy (super spy) Choose a number for the A, any one of many picks Keep adding one 'til you get to twenty-six Start again with one and stop when you see The last of the alphabet, the letter Z All you need to know is the number for the A You're ready to send a message away You can send secret messages to and fro Just like a real spy, just like a real pro I am the Neighborhood Super Spy (super spy) I am an undercover kind of guy (undercover kind of guy) I should be working for the F.B.I. (F.B.I.) I am the Neighborhood Super Spy (super spy) I am the Neighborhood Super Spy (super spy) I am the Neighborhood Super Spy (super spy) I am the Neighborhood Super Spy (super spy) (fade out)

Nine Nine Nine

Lead vocals by Reg E. Cathey

Backup vocals by Cynthia Darlow

Nine nine nine Fantastic number nine It's perfectly consistent It works out every time Nine nine nine That crazy number nine Times any number you can find It all comes back to nine Two times nine is eighteen Eight and one is nine Three times nine is twenty-seven Seven and two is nine Four times nine is thirty-six Six and three is nine Five times nine is forty-five Five and four is nine Six times nine is fifty-four Five and four is nine Seven times nine is sixty-three Six and three is nine Eight times nine is seventy-two Seven and two is nine Nine times nine is eighty-one Eight and one is nine Nine nine nine Fantastic number nine It's perfectly consistent It works out every time Nine nine nine That crazy number nine Times any number you can find It all comes back to nine Nine times ten is ninety Just drop the zero sign Nine times eleven is ninety-nine Makes me rhyme with another line Then nine and nine is eighteen And eight and one is nine Times any number you can find It all comes back to nine This work for bigger numbers, too? Yup. Let's try this'un: three thousand four hundred'n eighty seven Hmm ... nine times three thousand four hundred eighty seven is Thirty-one thousand three hundred eighty-three Three plus one plus three plus eight plus three is eighteen; One plus eight is nine. It always works! Nine nine nine Fantastic number nine It's perfectly consistent And it works out every time Nine nine nine That crazy number nine Times any number you can find It all comes back to nine It all comes back to nine It all comes back to nine

Percents

Lead vocals by Cris Franco and Beverly Mickins

Harmony vocals by The Men (Larry Cedar and Arthur Howard) (for Cris Franco)

Harmony vocals by The Women (Cynthia Darlow and Luisa Leschin) (for Beverly Mickins)

Featured vocals by Reg E. Cathey

There's a percentage of people Who know a lot about percents The rest of the people are simply confused They don't understand the way percents are used Like when you want to go shopping 'Cause there's a big sale going on With thirty percent off the normal price To figure the cost you've gotta think twice The number of parts of one hundred Is what a percent is Let's take two: Can be said as a fraction, two-one-hundredths Or a decimal, point-zero-two; that's true Once you start to notice You're going to see examples of percents When you put your money in a savings account It earns a percent of the total amount Or when you're planning a schedule It helps to think about percents For twenty-four hours in every day What percent do you usually work or play? The number of parts of one hundred Is what a percent is Let's take six: Can be said as a fraction, six-one-hundredths Or a decimal, point-zero-six; that's no trick To think about percents, you've got to give your all Your own one hundred percent If you just give a half, a half's fifty percent It's never going to make sense The number of parts of one hundred Is what a percent is Let's take twelve: Can be said as a fraction, twelve-one-hundredths Or a decimal, point-one-two; Good for you! There's a percentage of people Who know a lot about percents We hope by now you're not confused You know about percents and how they're used Now you're one of those people (one of those people) Who know a lot about percents (know a lot about percents) Now you're one of those people (oh, yeah) Who know a lot about percents (know about percents, yeah) Now you're one of those people (yeah, yeah) Who know a lot about percents (fade out)

Perfect Squares

Lead vocals by Arthur Howard and Beverly Mickins

Featured vocals by Reg E. Cathey, Cynthia Darlow, and Cris Franco

Aieie! Well, I'm no square; you can tell by the way I move The cut of my hair But these squares are cool; they're nobody's fool People call 'em the Perfect Squares Square numbers, whoo! You take any whole number, multiply it by itself Find the product, if you dare; you'll see it's a perfect square Square numbers One! One times one. Four! Two times two. Nine! Three times three. (screams) That's an uncomfortable position. Help me up. Thank you. Perfect squares are hipper than hip They're the numbers of the hour All you got to do is take a whole number Raise it to the second power Sixteen! Four squared! Thirty-six! Six squared! Fourteen! Two times seven! Wait a minute, man; wait a minute. What's wrong, brother? Fourteen is not a square number. Oh, brother, brother, I know it is; I know two times seven equals fourteen. Yeah, two times seven; not two times two; not seven times seven. That's fourteen, and not a square number, man. Aww, but I want it to be a square number. Now you're a square number, you see? That's one forty-four, twelve times twelve. Square number! Thank you, man. Don't mention it man; just walk tall and be proud! You're a square number. These squares are stars; they're going to go far They can do an amazing thing Arrange the stars in equal rows; you can make a square Look in the air! Four! Two squared! Nine! Three squared! Sixteen! Four squared! Now I'm no dope; you can tell I've got the steps I got the flair But my funky stand will never hold a candle To my friends, the Perfect Squares Twenty-five! Five times five! One hundred! Ten times ten! Ten thousand! One hundred times one hundred! Sixty-four! Eight squared! Thirty-six! Six squared! Waaaaaaaah! I did it again. I don't think I can move. Help. Help. I think I ripped my pants. This is a very awkward position. Hey, don't split! Oh, wait, I'm moving. I'm moving. Yeah!

Perpendicular Lines

Lead vocals by Cynthia Darlow

Two right angles, back to back One hundred eighty degrees cut in half In the country or in town You can find them all around Window frames and your front door The living room wall to the living room floor The tall building at the end of the block But The Leaning Tower Of Pisa is not You better listen to the word on the street When two lines meet and make a capital T It's easy to see those Perpendicular Lines Without these lines, what would we have? We wouldn't have poles to raise our flags Without goalposts, football's a drag We'd only have stripes, never plaid Books on a bookshelf, tic-tac-toe The crossbeams of a telephone pole A chain-link fence with its design Corners, floor tiles, and street signs On hopscotch boards those lines are there At each corner of the squares Mortar lines of a brick wall That disappear if the wall falls You better listen to the word on the street When two lines meet and make a capital T It's easy to see those Perpendicular Lines Perpendicular Lines Perpendicular Lines

Rapping Judge

Lead vocals by Reg E. Cathey

Featured vocals by Cris Franco, Cynthia Darlow, and Beverly Mickins

Hear Ye, Hear Ye, look alive Order in the Federal Cout Of Jive Here's the cat's gonna settle your grudge Evevrybody rise for the rapping ... ...Rapping Judge! I don't dig lying, and I don't dig bunk And I don't dig none of this counterfeit junk So tell it to me staright, and better make it rhyme Tell me who's the plaintiff and what's the crime I'm sure, Your Honor, the court will find That this young lady has robbed me blind I made a pie like I always cook it But now it's gone, and I know who took it What kinda pie? Why, apple, natch And where'd you try to keep it 'fore the snatch? I set it on the window sill And if she hadn't swiped it, it'd be there still Now, wait a sec! Now, tut tut tut-tut You'll get your chance to say a-what's what There's just one little matter left About what time did you notice the theft? The pie was stolen at two o'clock. The pie was stolen at two o'clock. Are you sure that that's the true o'clock? Yes, it had to be stolen at two o'clock. Now now, you heard the lady's plea About how her pie is a-history Now's your chance to call the tune Tell me, what were you doing that afternoon? Well, I left my home at one o'clock To ride my skateboard around the block Did a little of this and a little of that And I didn't get home 'til three o'clock flat Did anybody see you? Don't think so. Why? Kid, you could use an alibi Well, my dad got home at one, you see But nobody saw me again 'til three From one 'til three this birdie flew And the crust bit the dust along about two One more question; I'll make it brief 'Cause math might help us finger the thief How far is this kid's habitat From the place where Granny hangs her hat? The plaintiff lives out by the bay And the girl lives about four miles away I say what? what? what? Four miles? miles? miles? miles? What? what? what? Four miles? Give or take a bit. Word. That's the end of this. This child is innocent Of this I'm confident She did not do the deed The clue is the rate of speed Someone on a skateboard has the power To cruise at just about three miles an hour That means sixty minutes or so Three little old miles is all she can go But the lady lives four miles away! Yo, yo, homeboy, I hear what you say A round trip of eight miles is just no way! Yo, yo, we're hip, and that is that We're glad that math is here to help us solve the theft A child on a skateboard hasn't the time To steal a pie and seal the crime So let's all split, if you catch my drift And if you don't, then ... Case ... Dismissed!

Shape Up

Lead vocals by Beverly Mickins

I'll give it to you straight We've got a love triangle I saw you kissing your ex-girlfriend Oh, you better shape up I told you over and oval This is the end of the line Boy, I'm gonna be gone, pentagon If you don't shape up Shape up You'd better shape up Shape up Shape up, shape up You say you're innocent It takes two to rectangle I saw you holding her hand In the back of the school rhombus I warned you fair and square How could you fall in her trapezoid? Boy, I'm gonna be gone, hexagon If you don't shape up Shape up You'd better shape up Shape up Shape up, shape up Well, ain't it plain to see From our geometry There's been a little change in me You gotta shape up Now here's a demonstration A visualization You got yourself a hairy situation Better shape up Now everyone in our circle Comes up and asks me why We've been split and divided by Something over and done I tell them me and your ex Are both wondering who's next We're both gonna be gone, ocatgon 'Til you shape up, son Shape up You'd better shape up Shape up Shape up, shape up Shape up You'd better shape up Shape up Shape up, shape up

Sign Of The Times

Lead vocals by Cris Franco

(something in Spanish) X is the sign of the times X es el símbolo de los tiempos There's a lot of times going around A time for lunch, a time for school But the coolest times going around Is a multiplication tool Take a X, we'll show you where it fits Not the Brand X, not the Band X There's no other corner quite like this Three times two makes six X is the sign of the times X es el símbolo de los tiempos When you're going to multiply Just use the symbol X Es el símbolo de los tiempos When you're adding and your numbers are all the same You take a shortcut: multiply Count the number of the numbers you want to gain That's your multiplier X is the sign of the times X es el símbolo de los tiempos When you're going to multiply Just use the symbol X Es el símbolo de los tiempos There's a multiplication table Everyone should know by heart From zero times zero to nine times nine That's the place to start Es el símbolo de los tiempos We know two times two is four Three times three is nine But you can do a whole lot more With X, the sign of the times Es el símbolo de los tiempos Three times four or six times two Equals one times twelve Figure out the way it works And try it for yourself Es el símbolo de los tiempos The same is true of four times five Which equals two times ten Five times six, fifteen times two Equal each other again Es el símbolo de los tiempos You could keep on going As long as you're inclined With different combinations Just use the sign of the times Es el símbolo de los tiempos Aieie, ha ha ha! Es el símbolo de los tiempos (trills) Es el símbolo de los tiempos (something in Spanish) Es el símbolo de los tiempos (something in Spanish) Aieie! Aieie! Aieie! Es el símbolo de los tiempos (something in Spanish) Es el símbolo de los tiempos (fade out)

Tessellations

Lead vocals by Larry Cedar

Ooh, tessellations Ooh, tessellations We're talking about tessellations Ooh, tessellations Geometric shape sensations Ooh, tessellations Who's got time for good vibrations? We've got to use our imaginations Ooh bop-bop ooh Tessellations Let's decorate my surfboard With geometric shapes and lines We can use a few polygons Gonna make it look so fine We can start by drawing a grid (bop-bop) Use it as a guide (bop-bop) And when we're done we're gonna have some fun We'll hit the waves and ride! 'Cause We're talking about tessellations Ooh, tessellations Geometric shape sensations Ooh, tessellations Who's got time for good vibrations? We've got to use our imaginations Ooh bop-bop ooh Tessellations Let's use a grid of squares To tessellate this plane We'll lay down different polygons The shapes don't have to be the same We'll line them up, edge-to-edge So all the sides will meet We'll leave no gaps, no overlaps Look at how the pattern repeats, yeah We're talking about tessellations Ooh, tessellations Geometric shape sensations Ooh, tessellations Who's got time for good vibrations? We've got to use our imaginations Ooh bop-bop ooh Come on and put a square here And put an octagon there And when they fit real tight We'll know we're doing it right Yeah, yeah We're talking about tessellations Ooh, tessellations Geometric shape sensations Ooh, tessellations Who's got time for good vibrations? We've got to use our imaginations Ooh bop-bop ooh Tessellations We're making tessellations Tessellations (fade out)

That's Infinity

Lead vocals by The Entire Company

Featured vocals by Larry Cedar, Cris Franco, Arthur Howard, Cynthia Darlow, Reg E. Cathey, Beverly Mickins, and Luisa Leschin

If you're sitting in a hot, crowded car Soon you'll get to the end of the ride If you cross the widest ocaen You'll get to the other side You can climb the highest mountain Knowing there's a top But try counting to the highest number You'll never never stop That's infinity You can count forever There'll always be one more That's infinity Count from dusk 'til dawn You'll never reach infinity You'll just go on ... and on ... and on and on and on ... Like the intrepid explorer hacking his way through the relentless jungle Like watching summer reruns on TV Like my sister talking on the phone That's infinity You can count forever There'll always be one more That's infinity Count from dusk 'til dawn You'll never reach infinity You'll just go on ... and on ... and on and on and on ... You can walk as far as you like but you'll never reach infinity You can wait as long as you like, but you'll never meet infinity You can spend your whole life counting; you never will be done You can always make a larger number just by adding one What's the largest number in the world? Four billion three hundred thirty-three million four hundred and ninety-six thousand five hundred sixty-seven. Are you sure? Of course! Add one to it. Oh. Four billion three hundred thirty-three million four hundred ninety-six thousand five hundred sixty-eight. That must be the largest number in the world. Are you sure? Add one to it. Four billion three hundred thirty-three million four hundred and ninety-six thousand five hundred sixty-nine? (laughs) Wait a minute. This could go on (stops laughing) FOREVER! That's infinity You can count forever There'll always be one more That's infinity Count from dusk 'til dawn You'll never reach infinity You'll just go on ... and on ... and on and on and on ... And on and on and on and on and on and on and on and on ... And on and on and on ... and on ... and on and on and on and on and on ... And on ... Five billion eight hundred eighty-eight million three hundred thirty-one thousand two hundred twenty-one? Aaugh! Add one to it! Aaugh!