Don't Fib A L

Adventure Children's Boogie Rock, R&B, Big Band

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[Verse 1]
I told the lion, “I’ve got a steak buffet!”
But it was just crumbs from yesterday.
He bared his teeth, “You think I’m a fool?”
Then flipped the table, broke every rule.
Hyenas cackled, chucked stale bread,
A hippo launched a loaf at my head!
The lion pogo’d on a crusty roll,
Screamed, “YOU’VE LOST ALL FOOD CONTROL!”
I dove for cover, tripped on a bun,
He started a mosh pit—chaos begun!

[Chorus (Fast, shouty, with a killer riff)] 
Don’t lie to a lion, you’ll crash and burn,
He’ll spin your fibs ‘til the tables turn!
Truth’s your armor, don’t be a clown,
Or the king of the jungle will shut you DOWN!

[Verse 2]
I yelled, “I’ve got a jet, let’s soar real high!”
It was a kite with a string untied.
Lion strapped in, “Let’s hit the skies!”
But we nose-dived into a mud-pie surprise.
He roared so loud, the clouds went poof,
A flock of geese air-dropped some goop!
He backflipped out, “This ain’t no flight!”
Then chased me ‘round with a kite-string fight.
Frogs joined in, croaking punk-rock beats,
My lie turned the swamp into a slam-dance feat!

[Chorus Even louder, with clashing cymbals] 
Don’t lie to a lion, you’ll crash and burn,
He’ll spin your fibs ‘til the tables turn!
Truth’s your armor, don’t be a clown,
Or the king of the jungle will shut you DOWN!

[Verse 3]
I bragged, “I’m a wizard, watch me glow!”
Waved a stick—sparklers didn’t show.
Lion snarled, “Where’s the magic, punk?”
Lit a firework that smelled like skunk.
Boom! The jungle turned to rave,
A rhino twirled glowsticks from a cave!
He moonwalked through the smoky haze,
“YOUR LIE’S A BOMB, SET ME ABLAZE!”
I ran from sparks, tripped on a vine,
Lion crowd-surfed—party by design!

[Chorus Screamed with full-on energy] 
Don’t lie to a lion, you’ll crash and burn,
He’ll spin your fibs ‘til the tables turn!
Truth’s your armor, don’t be a clown,
Or the king of the jungle will shut you DOWN!

[Bridge Slower, menacing, then builds] 
He growled, “One more lie, you’re toast, my friend,
I’ll shred your sneakers, this game will end!”
But then he grinned, “Let’s crank it up,
Your fibs are fuel for my riot cup!”
(Beat drops hard)
Elephants slam, zebras thrash,
Jungle’s a stage for a liar’s crash!

[Outro Chanted over fading chaos] 
So keep it real when lions prowl,
Or face the roar and the epic howl!
He’ll dance on lies, make ‘em explode,
Truth’s the vibe—reload, reload!
(Final cymbal crash)
Liar vs. Lion: game over, dude!

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[Intro : Spoken with attitude over a pounding beat] Hey, kids, gather 'round, don’t be shy, Lions don’t mess with a sneaky lie! One wrong fib, and you’re in the fray, Buckle up tight—here comes the play! [Verse 1] I told the lion, “I’ve got a steak buffet!” But it was just crumbs from yesterday. He bared his teeth, “You think I’m a fool?” Then flipped the table, broke every rule. Hyenas cackled, chucked stale bread, A hippo launched a loaf at my head! The lion pogo’d on a crusty roll, Screamed, “YOU’VE LOST ALL FOOD CONTROL!” I dove for cover, tripped on a bun, He started a mosh pit—chaos begun! [Chorus (Fast, shouty, with a killer riff)] Don’t lie to a lion, you’ll crash and burn, He’ll spin your fibs ‘til the tables turn! Truth’s your armor, don’t be a clown, Or the king of the jungle will shut you DOWN! [Verse 2] I yelled, “I’ve got a jet, let’s soar real high!” It was a kite with a string untied. Lion strapped in, “Let’s hit the skies!” But we nose-dived into a mud-pie surprise. He roared so loud, the clouds went poof, A flock of geese air-dropped some goop! He backflipped out, “This ain’t no flight!” Then chased me ‘round with a kite-string fight. Frogs joined in, croaking punk-rock beats, My lie turned the swamp into a slam-dance feat! [Chorus Even louder, with clashing cymbals] Don’t lie to a lion, you’ll crash and burn, He’ll spin your fibs ‘til the tables turn! Truth’s your armor, don’t be a clown, Or the king of the jungle will shut you DOWN! [Verse 3] I bragged, “I’m a wizard, watch me glow!” Waved a stick—sparklers didn’t show. Lion snarled, “Where’s the magic, punk?” Lit a firework that smelled like skunk. Boom! The jungle turned to rave, A rhino twirled glowsticks from a cave! He moonwalked through the smoky haze, “YOUR LIE’S A BOMB, SET ME ABLAZE!” I ran from sparks, tripped on a vine, Lion crowd-surfed—party by design! [Chorus Screamed with full-on energy] Don’t lie to a lion, you’ll crash and burn, He’ll spin your fibs ‘til the tables turn! Truth’s your armor, don’t be a clown, Or the king of the jungle will shut you DOWN! [Bridge Slower, menacing, then builds] He growled, “One more lie, you’re toast, my friend, I’ll shred your sneakers, this game will end!” But then he grinned, “Let’s crank it up, Your fibs are fuel for my riot cup!” (Beat drops hard) Elephants slam, zebras thrash, Jungle’s a stage for a liar’s crash! [Outro Chanted over fading chaos] So keep it real when lions prowl, Or face the roar and the epic howl! He’ll dance on lies, make ‘em explode, Truth’s the vibe—reload, reload! (Final cymbal crash) Liar vs. Lion: game over, dude!

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