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
