Junior Birdman

From the Official Troop 78 Song Book

Up in the air, Junior Birdman.
Up in the air, upside down.
Up in the air, Junior Birdman,
With their noses to the ground.

And when you hear the grand announcement,
That their wings are made of tin,
Then you’ll know the Junior Birdmen
Have sent their boxtops in.

It takes:
Five boxtops
Four bottle bottoms
Three wrappers
Two labels
And one thin dime!

Make machine gun noises.