Yangyang goes talking to himself on the phone
You're a part of the transition
And whether you like it or not
Snap out, give up
Yangyang rips his women down to the bones
Join the revolution
I want you, I want you, you're making me sick
No kick is good enough for lifetime substitution
Join the revolution
No brick will give you a lifetime consolation
We outnumber you in population
And leave your private institution
I hate you, I hate you, where did it go wrong?
And join us in revolution
I own you, I own you, so give us a song
Yangyang Yang Yangyang
Tune up and join us
Get down to real communication
And whether you dig it or not
Yangyang goes talking to his world on the phone
Yangyang, snap out
Join the revolution
Yangyang Yang Yangyang
Yangyang Yang Yangyang
Leave your scene of destruction
Yangyang's born with a phone cord round his neck
Yangyang never fails to stick to his kick
Come out and join us
To reach your mommys trick
Yangyang Yang Yangyang
Give up, cut out
Yangyang sends his men pebbles and stones
But Yangyang, the chords never long enough
Yangyang, wake up
