The Holla-Day For You

Holla (day), holla (day), holla-day
Poppy you break it down

The first holiday representin' to ya
A sparkly, shiny day called Glitterpalooza
Homie Guy Diamond take the mic
And give the Bergen's somethin' they gon like

When you wake up in the morning
Whether it's sunny or whether it's stormy
Ppen 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, ah it's bad
Maybe that holla-day's not really cool for us
I don't think they celebrate that way
That's okay, we got tons of holidays
Biggie tell 'em about Tickle Day

We celebrate with giggles
Get tickled, get tickled, get tickled
By spiders
Tickle Day

Clearly not your idea of fun
Yo Satin, Chenille show 'em another one

Everyone will scream "hooray" in the Electric Fun Parade
We got laces that sparkle and glow
So everyone enjoys the show
And there'll be floatin', shootin' bubbles in the air
You'll be blinded by the lights but you just won't care
Flip a little switch, get a bubble bomb bomb
'Cause the party ain't a party without the lasers and bomb
Lasers and bomb
Lasers and bomb
Lasers and bomb
Bomb and lasers

Ah! 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 gotta be kidding me

Oh your family and friends will gather round
To enjoy the majestic sounds
Of course you'll hear from miles away
For twenty-four hour it's Balloon Squeal Day

(Ha, ha, ha, ha) 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 you, 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