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Original Song Title:

"Pour It Up"

Original Performer:


Parody Song Title:

"Soarin' Up"

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The Lyrics

Part of my Pop Danthology 2013 self-challenge. Up, up and away!
Goin' up, goin' u-up (high now)
Flap my wings hard no-ow (hard now)
Soarin' up, soarin' u-up (high now)
Hope they don't give ou-out (give out)
Goin' up, goin' u-up (high now)
Breakin' up small clou-ouds (small clouds)
Soarin' up, soarin' u-up (high now)
Feathers, don't fall ou-out

It's quite a tricky ski-ill to flap like a birdy
And not just fall right off the damn cli-iff in a way that's hurt-y
Gravity hasn't got a ho-old upon me, I'm a birdy
Say "Up yours!" to physics, they're a jo-oke, those stupid laws can't hurt me
No, I won't be fallin' do-own, cause I'm really flappy
Gonna fly circles rou-ound all of those birds so crappy
My skills cannot be to-opped, let's see you try slappin'
Ten-thousand-ish small feathers on thin po-oles, it takes some clever craftin'

Since I was 'bout five all I wanted was to fly-y
Takin' to the sky with the wings I made last ni-ight
Goin', goin' up, never seen a man so hi-igh
Goin' up, goin' u-up
Flappin' wings hard no-ow
Soarin' up, soarin' u-up
Better not give ou-out
Goin' up, goin' u-up (ey)
Makin' birds scared no-ow
Soarin' up, soarin' u-up (ey)
Feathers, don't drop ou-out
Please don't you drop ou-out
Need you, don't drop ou-out
Feathers, don't drop ou-out

This is gonna work, it wi-ill or I wasted my money
Craftin' this plastic bi-ill, itches somethin' funny
Don't need one to fly? No shi-it, just wanted an authentic
Flight experience, so chi-ill, it's just my birb aesthetic
I really hope this project won't fai-ail, cause I dumped all my money
In a crew to film my sai-ail, a fall would not be funny
Well, maybe in a few years, it wi-ill, but for now I'll be gunnin'
For hist'ry books, not headache pi-ills, hopin' to achieve somethin'

Tested this 'bout five hundred thousand and two ti-imes
It worked ev'ry time, but I still got cold feet, why-y?
Chokin', chokin' up, I can't sweat, glue will undry-y
Goin' up, goin' u-up
Gotta flap hard no-ow
Soarin' up, soarin' u-up
Hope I don't crap ou-out
Goin' up, goin' u-up (ey)
Can't throw my arms ou-out
Soarin' up, soarin' u-up (ey)
Already up no-ow?
No-one told me, wo-ow
Then screw you, dumb grou-ound
Watch my ass fly no-ow

He believes he can fly. He believes he can touch the sky. He thought about it every night and day: spread his wings and fly away.

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