Lyrics! Little boy, lift your head and carry on We're gonna save your life With an a cappella song With a scooby scoob And a bap chooiah Little boy, you're gonna be just fine Oooo Woolen Hats Ahhhh Bap, Leather Straps oOoo Smile Look on your face like you know Jesus personally (So what makes a cappella so cool? Well, you only need your voice And nothing else!) We don't need any drums All we need is John We don't need any trumpet When we've got Tom We don't even need an Uber app We just bap Open up Take me home Here it is, now stop That is a cappella to me Boodelooap [x5] Everybody's wondering why we're singing Boodelooap That's because they've never tasted Boodelooap Nigerian soft drink Boodelooap One sip and you never go back Boodelooap! Now, let's go fight those bullies With a cappella's strongest weapon It's the, "we can do any style" trick Come on ROCK! Come on HIP HOP RAP! Yo yo yo Gangsta man My vocal cords Is my gun Hey G-man Come on the tour bus and live the dream life with us Oh sorry G-man, I want to stay here with the gang I know it's a tough life, but it's my life Oh G-man, I hope you learned something today You bet! Don't worry about me now I don't, I trust in you, you know a cappella now I do? But hey, before I leave Give me a style and an artist Michael Jackson? Samba? You got it!
