Il testo della Kilted yaksmen anthem

Remember the royal anthem of the kilted yaksmen

Our country reeks of trees
Our yaks are really large
And they smell like rotting beef carcasses

And we have to clean up after them
And our saddle sores are the best
We proudly wear women's clothing
And searing sand blows up our skirts

And the buzzards, they soar overhead
And poisonous snakes will devour us whole
And our bones will bleach in the sun
That's it

And we will probably go to
And that is our great reward
For being the royal canadian kilted yaksmen
C'mon everybody

Our country reeks of trees
Our yaks are really large
And they smell like rotting beef carcasses

And we have to clean up after them
And our saddle sores are the best
We proudly wear women's clothing
And searing sand blows up our skirts

And the buzzards, they soar overhead
And poisonous snakes will devour us whole
Our bones will bleach in the sun

And we will probably go to
And that is our great reward
For being the royal canadian kilted yaksmen