Mice Cool Musical Rastamouse

# Zooba dooba dooba dan

# Zooba dooba dooba day

# Rastamouse and Scratchy and Zoomer

# Also known as the Easy Crew

# Crime fighters They're very special agents

# Playing reggae when the work is through

# Give it up, give it up

# Give it up for the Easy Crew

# Solvin' mysteries in the neighbourhood

# Always there to make a bad ting good. #

Who-hoo! Come on, slow paws!

Yo, Zoomer! What's the rush, man?

Me can't wait to get to the studio to bust some tunes.

-Me too. But we're jammin' without Scratchy today.

-Say wha'?

She busy at Paw Paw Square, helping the rehearsals

-for the orphans' Mice Cool Musical show.

-Oh!

All right! Watch and learn!

Scratchy's gonna show you how to wow a crowd!

And ACTION!

# Easy Crew give me one time baby

# Easy crew give me two time maybe

# Easy crew give me three and make it steady

# Easy Crew give me four and get ready. #

APPLAUSE

Thank you, thank you!

With a bit of hard work

you can all sing as nice as that. Right, lickle ones?

Not bad, Scratchy.

Hey, how about me show them some dance moves

-to inspire them even more?

-If you think it'll help.

DANCE MUSIC PLAYS

LITTLE MICE CHEER

Thank you! Wow!

This feels amazin'! Yo, Spike,

how about me do a little dance for the show?

You wanna appear in the musical, Missy D?

One teeny little number, just to help out.

Me could be the Dancefloor Princess.

Cool idea, huh, Scratchy?

Hmm. Maybe.

Ooh, how about me sing a song as well Spike?

Ya wanna be in it, too?

Me can be the Queen Of Song and me can go...

# Hay-aya-ay! #

Then me can go...

That was cool! You could wear these crowns me made.

Maybe not, Natty. Not really bling enough for a Princess.

-Or a queen!

-Oh, right!

Can we rehearse with the orphans now?

THEY CHEER

Ahem, after we rehearse the Queen Of Song's big solo, from the top.

ALL: Oooohh!

There's not much mojo in your bongoing today.

-Something troubling ya, Zoomer?

-It just don't feel the same.

Ya missing Scratchy? Just a lickle bit?

Who, me? Miss her? Nah!

Nah worry yourself. She'll be back with us real soon.

RADIO CRACKLES

'Rastamouse! Come in, come in! Are you reading me?

'Message from President Wensley Dale. Come immediately!'

-Come on, Zoomer!

-Come on, Scratchy... oh.

Ah, come on, keep up!

-Hey, yeah man!

-Coming through!

What's the matter, President?

Rastamouse and Zoomer, too, me mighty glad you're here.

There's a problem at the musical.

-Some tings have disappeared.

-Oh! what kind of things?

Me not know exactly, but important stuff, it gone.

You got to help find those things,

because the show, it must go on!

Paw Paw Square, here we come!

Rastamouse, Zoomer, I sure hope you can help.

What's the problem, Spike?

Missy D's meant to be teaching the orphans dancing, but...

Someone's thiefed me dancing shoes!

You've got to find them, or the show is ruined.

Me left them shoes right here, after the laces, them break,

cos me practice so hard. And now they're gone.

Mmmm. What's this? Could be a clue!

That's a ribbon, part of Scratchy's queen costume.

-Ahh! Scratchy's the thief!

-Easy, Missy D.

Scratchy don't thief things.

Not normally, maybe, but she's so keen to be the star,

she might want me out of the way.

Mmmm. Spike, you seen Scratchy?

Well, she skated off proper quick, right before you arrived.

Aha! Dat proves it!

Let's go find her, Rastamouse!

Yo! Scratchy! Wait up!

What's up, guys?

Missy D's dancing shoes gone missing.

That's a shame. But what's it got to do with me?

She think you thiefed them,

-to stop her being the star of the show.

-Huh? Why would I bother?

Everyone knows me gonna be the star.

So you didn't thief them?

No way, man. Now, me got to get me costume.

See? We never thought she done it.

But someone's thiefed them shoes.

Aah!

Someone thiefed me costume!

Me can't be the Queen of Song with no queen costume.

The show's ruined!

Oh, man! That is dread!

Easy Crew, let's look for clues.

Look!

A snapped shoelace!

From Missy D's dancing shoes!

She took me dress! The shoelace is the proof!

Whoa, whoa, we can't jump to conclusions, Scratchy.

Let's go talk to her.

Aha! You found her.

But we no found your shoes. And we got to ask...

-Where you hidden me costume?

-Me no touch your silly costume.

Chill, both of you!

Remember, there's no proof either of you thiefed anything.

But someone's taken stuff from the rehearsals!

Yes, someone!

So, we got to find out who and why.

And soon. The show must go on.

-Right?

-Right!

-Right!

-Right!

Now, over here.

Why you leave them costumes and props and Natty's crowns lying around?

So we can watch to find out who the thief is,

and get them missing tings back.

Me hope so. It be proper sad if the show can't go on.

Cos them orphans won't get to sing and dance.

-Mouseland won't see the Dancefloor Princess.

-Or the Queen of Song.

She would have been the star of the show.

# Hey, hey, hey, hey! #

-The star? You think so?

-Me know so.

Well, let me tell you something...

Look! Them crowns is gone!

We never saw who took them.

-If you hadn't been so busy arguing...

-Me?

Come on, quick!

Everyone look for clues.

Pawprints, skate tracks, anything.

Someone's dropped a sweet here.

And here. And here.

I suppose that could be a trail.

Me found a trail? Wicked.

Let's see where them sweets lead!

-Whoa, whoa, whoa. Hang back a sec, Zoomer.

-Huh?

There's the next one. Come on, Scratchy.

This way! Come on, Missy.

-Now can we follow them?

-Heh, sure thing. Let's shift.

Over there! They lead that way.

You sure got sharp eyes, Scratchy.

Thanks, but it's you that spotted them sweets in the first place.

-You're the best.

-No! You're the best.

Look! The trail ends at that house.

Come on, guys. Let's check it out.

-EVERYONE:

-Natty Cass!

Hello, everyone.

Look! Me queen costume!

Me dance shoes!

You're just in time to try on your crowns.

They is much more blingy with these sweets stuck on.

Just like jewels.

Natty, why you take these things?

Maybe cos she's the wardrobe mouse for the musical.

That's right. Me replaced them laces and me zhoozhed up Scratchy's dress.

Me sorry me never told you. Me surprised that you no guess.

It's me job to mend and improve things!

Get them looking extra nice,

to make this the bestest show ever

for them dear little orphan mice.

Hear that? For the orphan mice.

-So it no Natty that done the bad ting.

-BOTH:

-It's us!

We shouldn't have got carried away with our own singing and dancing.

Or got jealous of each other.

We shouldn't have tried to take over the orphans' show.

That's right.

-BOTH:

-We're really sorry!

That's all well and good and ting, but what about the orphans?

-And their musical?

-Him right. We wasted so much time,

they're nowhere near ready for tomorrow's show.

Me think you two can work out for yourselves

how to make a bad ting good.

# Whoa-oh-oh

# Whoa-oh-oh... #

How's it going, Spike?

Crucial! With Missy D and Scratchy working so hard all day,

encourging them orphans so much,

this show's going to be a surefire smash hit spectacular!

Right, everybody?

# Move your body to the beat

# Feel the sun underneath your feet

# On the beach, things are sweet

# Life is cool, life is hot. #

It's good to have you back with the Easy Crew, Scratchy.

And it's good to be back, Zoomer.

Not that we missed you or nothing, right, Rastamouse?

Ha-ha, whatever you say, Zoomer.

Ahem. Everyone in Mouseland, are you reading me?

Message from President Wensley Dale.

That show was full of glee.

Me love this Mice Cool Musical,

and how well you orphans danced and sang.

Rastamouse, your plan was wicked.

Thanks. Me love that. Irie, man.

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