Rockpommel's Land

[Announcement: Here we come, here we are all aroundTaking forth our stoney soundStoney arms, stoney legs, stoney brainOne – two – three and again] Ernie found a hiding place, the only way to stay A gang of stoney men was scuffing down the way Stoney noses, stoney heads armed with poisonious eyes Orchis in their bushlike hands, smoking their stoney size Run away from this dangerous smoke wich wraps those cursed guys It turns the air to dusty slime an little boys into flies Ernie, the stoney men have left this place That is your chance to win the race Ernie walked for hours with the midday sun Was it the right or something-gone-wrong-way, that carried him on Right thru stoney desert and sand, all around no one was near Was it the way to ROCKPOMMEL's LAND – little Ernie began to fear Ernie thought of old Maraboo He just was so fair Sadly he touched his magic feather Suddenly a rush moved the air Don't fear the shadow over you It's your old friend Maraboo When you touched your feather he perceived your pain And came to help you again Full moon was shining at their journey's end Maraboo and Ernie reached ROCKPOMMEL's LAND The Valley of the Caves, The Peak of Liberty The Great Gritty Grotto wherein they saw Mr. GLEE Suddenly little Ernie he heard a thousand children singing And when he looked up, he saw their shadows filing Towards the Gritty Grotto shade, where a lattice barred the gate to Mr. GLEE The good man touched the children's hands Thru a space in the iron fence, and felt so free Free, so free, free, so free The lattice burst down like the ice on the water Ernie had touched it with his feather And from drawers at the walls of the cave Hundreds of goblins tumbled down and danced and sang (Now we're free, one – two – three We love thee, Mr. GLEE Now we're free, one – two – three We love thee, Mr. GLEE) The mornig awoke, burning sun warmed the children They walked hand in hand with each other Together with Ernie they escorted Mr. GLEE Home to their town wich now was free Free from hate is ROCKPOMMEL's LAND, it ain't too late To open your gate to ROCKPOMMEL's LAND, don't be afraid