The Holla-Day for You

Holla-day

Holla-day

Holla-day

Poppy, break it down

The first holiday representing to ya

A sparkly shiny day called glitterpalooza

Homie guy diamond, take the mic

And give the Bergens something they gon' like

When you wake up in the morning

Whether its sunny or whether it's stormy

You open the door for a big surprise

A blast of glitter shoots in your eyes

Glitterpalooza

Glitterpalooza

Glitterpalooza

Oh, yeah, oh, that got in there, oh, it's bad

Maybe the holiday's not really cool for us

I don't think they celebrate that way

That's okay we got tons a holidays

Biggie, tell 'em about tickle day

We celebrate with giggles

Get tickled

Get tickled

Get tickled by spiders

Tickle day

Cleary not your idea of fun

Yo Satin, Chenille, show 'em another one

Everyone will scream hooray in that electric foam parade

We got laces that sparkle and glow

So everyone enjoys the show

And there'll be foam shooting bubbles in the air

You'll be blinded by the lights but you just won't care

Flip a little switch get a bubble bum-bum

'Cause the party ain't a party without lasers and foam

Lasers and foam

Lasers and foam

Lasers and foam

Foam and lasers

Ahh, it stings

These don't seem like Bergen things

What? Uh

Okay, not the holiday for you

It's all good, we're only half way through

You got to be kidding me?

All your family and friends will gather round

To enjoy the majestic sound

A chorus you will hear from miles away

For 24 hours, it's balloon squeal day

I like that sound

Uh, Poppy, this whole thing has been great

Thank you

And you're great for doing it

Thank you again

But, it's a disaster

Thank, wait, what?

You know that wise old saying, go big or go home?

Maybe we should go

Bigger

Okay, that's not what I meant