Looking for the lyrics of the Whizzpopping song

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Beoley2011 Thu 20-Nov-14 20:28:23

My 4 year old DS is a big fan of BFG from Roald Dahl. While watching the dvd this evening I promised him that I will find the lyrics of the Whizzpopper song on the internet. But I cannot find it.

Could somebody help me with the lyrics please?

Thanks

bullens Tue 02-Aug-16 22:04:58

"Are you two having fifty winks?" the Big Guy asked.
"Oh no," Sophie said smacking her lips. "Can I have a drink of water please?"
"There is no water for drinking."
"If there isn't any water here?" Sophie asked. "What do you drink?"
"There's frobscottle," he said smiling.
"Is it slimy and disgusting like the snozzcumber?" Sophie asked.
"Nasty!" he cried. "Never is it nasty! Frobscottle is sweet and jumbly! It also warms the muscles of your heart."
He picked Sophie up and carried her to another part of his cave where there was a strange looking machine creating an odd looking pale-ish clear purple liquid in a jar.
"Here is frobscottle!" the BFG cried, as he set her down near the bottle of the liquid. "Has you know not seen Delumptious fizzy frobscottle!"
"But look!" Sophie cried. "It's fizzing the wrong way!"
"The bubbles are going down instead of up!"
Inside the bottle, the bubbles, instead of travelling upwards and bursting on the surface, were shooting downwards and bursting at the bottom. A pale white frothy fizz was forming at the bottom of the bottle.
"Of course bubbles is not going up,"The BFG said.
"They do where I come from," said Sophie.
"Bubbles going up is a flushbunking disatrophe!" the Big Guy turned a knob and filled a glass with frobscottle.
"Why?" Sophie asked. "What's wrong with bubbles going up?"
He took a gulp of the drink and looked at Sophie.
"If bubbles is fizzing upwards," The Big Guy said. "They will all come wishwiffling up your throat and out of your mouth and make a foulsome belchy burp!"
"Yes," Sophie said. "That is very true." "Is that all right?"
"All right," the BFG said giggling. "It is catastorous! Giants is never doing that!"
"But if the bubbles aren't going down," Sophie said. "They might come out from somewhere else."
"Yes, you is exuntcly right."
"Wouldn't that a more disgusting sound?" Sophie asked knowing where this was heading.
"A whizzpopper!" The BFG, beamed at Sophie.
"What did you say?" Sophie asked as she knitted her eyebrows.
"A whizzpopper!" the Big Guy started to dance around. "Whizzpopping is a sign of happiness. It is music to our ears! You surely is not telling me that a little whizzpopping is forbidden among human beans?"
"Well, it's very rude," Sophie said. "And disgusting," "No offense."
"You human beans is making whizzpoppers, is you not?"
"Well yes," Sophie stammered. "But…"
"Of course you is, everybody is."
He then broke into song.
"When you's get a bottle of fabulous rumbugle," he spins around.
"It bubbles, and giggles, it's part of the plan,
It's yummy, and glummy, it jiggles your tummy
And soons, set off with a whizzpopping bang!
It certain as exits and exits,
A couple of cases probgole
Makes you feel bland,
But juggling and gurgling,
It seems too observing
Why people don't whizzpopple all over the land!"
"Now taste it!" He tipped his glass to Sophie and she took a sip of the drink. As she drank, she felt the liquid pouring into her mouth and going down her throat. Woah! It was delicious, it tasted like raspberries and cream, with a small taste of vanilla. It was even better than Snozzcumbers.
"It's-it's fantastic!" Sophie exclaimed. "Woah!" "It's delicious!"
"That is only the beginning," the BFG said as he stood still and a look of ecstasy spread over his wrinkling face as he chuckled. "Here comes a whizzpopper!"
"I hope you're not going to be rude," Sophie said.
Then a very rude sound was blasted and the Big Guy flew up like a rocket as he let out more rips as he sang.
"Whizzpop, whizzbang, feel the bubbles go down!
Whizzbang, whizzpop, bursting all around!
Whizzpop, whizzbang, take it nice and slow-
You's never stopping the fabulous feeling of whizzpoping
Wherever you go!"
"You try it!" he said as he floated down.
"No," Sophie said. "Um no thanks,"
"It starts with a sip of a tingling tip
That tickles your tongue
Then it stops
Then it waits for the moment of truth
As it hits the roof and the fizzle bit
Makes your eyes go goggle wide
And suddenly it sunders inside.
"I can feel the bubbles trickling down in my tummy," Sophie said feeling funny. "I think I'm going to…"
Then Sophie flew up into the air as a loud trumpet blew inside the cave.
"My stomach feels funny," Sophie said as she clenched her stomach as the bubbles went deeper and deeper inside her gut.
Suddenly, I let it out and flew up into the air and flew with Sophie and the Big Guy.
"Whizzpop, whizzbang, feel the bubbles go down!
Whizzbang, whizzpop, bursting all around!
Whizzpop, whizzbang, take it nice and slow-
You's never stopping the fabulous feeling of whizzpoping
Wherever you go!"
She did some flips and flew then landed on the table. She flew up again as the Big Guy kept singing.
"It feels like a rocket goes off in your pocket,
And all of a sudden you's up in the air,
It bubbles and fizzes and pubbles,
And whizzes and do things you never dare!
There's nothing to but don't over do it,
The popgoble doesn't go to your head.
It causes the shotses
That blows up your sockes.
So don't be tempted to drink popes!
Whizzpop, whizzbang, feel the bubbles go down!
Whizzbang, whizzpop, bursting all around!
Whizzpop, whizzbang, take it nice and slow-
You's never stopping the fabulous feeling of whizzpopping
Wherever you go!
You's never stopping the fabulous feeling of whizzpopping!
The Big Guy landed down and grabbed the glass and looked up at her.
"Aw, you is very good for a bringer," he held up the bottle. "You is want some more?"
Sophie's body felt refreshed and she was very drowsy for letting out rips, and she slowly floated down with Sophie as she yawned.

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