Happy Birthday From the Whole Fam Dilm Crew

This song is a shameless parody of "Merry Christmas From the Whole Fam Damley" by Cletus T. Judd. I own Ivy, Shorty, and myself. Midget and Purple People Eater own themselves. Everyone else belongs to DC Comics/WB, or Disney, or Mirage comics.

T'was the fight before Timon's birthday

When all through the studio

No equipment left standing

No camera, or lights, or doors

Dude, they even knocked over the buffet table

Shorty was flung across the room by her hair

By my sister Midget, who never fought fair

LET'S GET READY TO RUMBLE!!!

Robin and Cyborg wrestled and jumpeed off the set

Droppin' elbows and metal on each other's heads

And Shorty with her fangs and Ivy with a bat

Cleared half the room in ten seconds flat

This whole thing began with an innocent matter

When Raven thought Beast Boy said SHE LOOKS A WHOLE LOT FATTER

She punched him through the window, he fell with a crash

Tore down the gutters and busted his... leg really bad

Holy crap, it looked like he called Ivy a girly-girl

Man it was so bad, I could hardly look

See, none of them have ever always gotten along

And every birthday something always goes wrong

Ya ain't supposed to fight, but spread joy toward Timon

But when they get my coffee, they just look for a reason

In no time at all, everybody joined in

And right there we fought with our bestest of friends

IT IS A TIME FOR GIVING! said Starfire

As she gave a black eye to her sister Blackfire

I heard Timon say IT'S THE THOUGHT THAT COUNTS

AND RIGHT NOW I'M THINKIN' ABOUT KNOCKIN' YOUR BUTT OUT

Presents and psychos flew all over the room

And Terra had some pretty fancy moves with a broom

She took out three Titans and knocked over a tree

And I ducked just in time as she swung 'round at me

It's my favorite time of year

My muse always has too much beer

Gets on the roof and hunts cheerleaders

Happy birthday from the whole fam dilm crew

Pump expresso into Ron

Make sure Leo's sanity's gone

Purple People Eater blew up the lawn

Happy birthday from the whole fam dilm crew

I crawled to the phone, man, it seemed like a mile

And called 911, which we keep on speed dial

In a matter of minutes, out the window appeared

Flashin' blue lights and a cop towin' a John Deer

Just then twelve dudes burst through the door

Some yellin' HANDS UP some GET ON THE FLOOR

A stray kick from Ivy found a cop's shin

And, just for good measure, she kicked him again

It took all twelve cops to get Ivy in cuffs

Ya know she gets fiesty when ya try sellin' her stuff

We all stopped our fighting and cheered Ivy on

Dude, I thought she could take 'em, I guess I was wrong

As they dragged her outside, she yelled I'VE BEEN FRAMED

She was kickin' and screamin' and callin' them names

You bleep, you bleep

Lemmie go you bleep

You stupid doughnut eatin' bleep, son of a bleep

We stood on the deck, as did all our neighbors

Who always took interest in my film crew's behaviors

MIND YOUR OWN BUSINESS, we heard Shorty say

And WE'LL SEND TIMON'S PRESENTS BACK, PAL, AND

COME BAIL YA OUT

By now we'd forgotten what we'd been fighting for

We were battered and bruised, but united once more

Then we all joined hands and sang "Hey Ya"

And we heard Ivy exclaim as they drove out of sight

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, TIMON, MAN, THAT WAS A GOOD FIGHT

Deck your neighbors and their friends

Just watch out for Robin's metal staff

This is how the story ends

Happy birthday from the whole fam dilm crew

Happy birthday from the whole fam dilm crew

Happy birthday from the whole fam dilm crew