Carl Stevens & His Circus Band the mosquito parade

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THE MOSQUITOS PARADE
Down the lane by the river glade
Mosquitos are on parade
They have sharpened all their stings
And put some silver on their wings
Through the meadows they're on their way
They're not on a holiday
It's no wonder wer're afraid
Mosquitos are on parade
When mosquitos are buzzing 'round
The rabbits get underground
How they frightened Mr. Frog
And he fell off his favorite log
Even grasshoppers cease their song
Whenever they come along
It's no wonder they're afraid
Mosquitos are on parade
Look at number one, what a son-of-a-gun
He's the leader of the rest
Big and strong, with hair on his chest
Got a million stings underneath his wings
He can fight, he can bite
When they're making a raid
Watch them buzz along, fifty thousand strong!
Flying faster than anything
Wonder who they're going to sting?
Underneath the trees, like a swarm of bees!
People say, Keep away!
When mosquitos parade
Down the lane by the river glade
Mosquitos are on parade
They have sharpened all their stings
And put some silver on their wings
Through the meadows they're on their way
They're not on a holiday
It's no wonder we're afraid
Mosquitos are on parade
Mosquitos are on parade
Mosquitos are on parade

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