We're walking in the air I'm sipping on an IRN-BRU My chilly snowman mate says he would like some too I tell him, get your own He looks he is going to cry Now I'm falling through the air I wonder where I'm going to land He nicked my IRN-BRU and let go of my hand!
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BBUTCHERS!!!!HOW COULD YOU?!?!?!THAT SONG IS SACRED!!!MONSTERS!!!
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