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