Little boy, lift your head and carry on
We’re gonna save your life
With an a acapella song
With a scooby scoob
And a bap chooaih
Little boy, you’re gonna be just fine
(Look on your face)
(Like you know Jesus personally)
So what makes a capella 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 and Uber app
We just bap
Take me home
Here it is, now stop
That is a capella to me
Everybody’s wondering why we’re singing
That’s because they’ve never tasted
Nigerian soft drink
One sip and you never go back
Now, let’s go fight these bullies
With a capella’s strongest weapon
It’s the «we can do any style» trick
Hip hop rap
Yo yo yo
My vocal cord is my gun
Hey, G man!
Come on the tour bus and live the dream life with us.
Sorry, G man. I have 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 capella now.
But hey — before I leave give me a style and a artist!
Michael Jackson. Samba?
You got it!
Michael Jackson — Bad
Your butt is mine
Gonna tell you right
Just show your face
In broad daylight
I’m telling you
On how I feel
Gonna hurt your mind
Don’t shoot to kill