Iron Bru Song!

Were walking in the air

I'm sipping on an Irn Bru

My chilly snow man mate as he would like some too

I tell him get your own

He looks like he is going to cry

I tell him once again the Irn Bru is mine

Now I'm falling through the air

I wonder where I'm going to land

He nicked my Irn Bru and let go of my hand

Genius