We're walking in the air,
I'm sipping on an IRN-BRU,
My chilli snowman mate said he would like some too
I tell him get "get your own",
He looks like he is about to cry,
I tell him once again the IRN-BRU is mine,
Now i'm falling through the air,
I wonder where I am going to land,
He nicked my IRN-BRU and let go of my hand.