Tempura's Song Lyrics
Tempura's Song
Insist you get your own wayJust because American you think you chief
Is it the diet?
Pork and veal and beef
Americans are violent, Americans are rowdy
Always knocking doors down, always cracking heads
Why can't you be peaceful like lovely lotus leaf?
Americans are nasty, they eat a lot of beef
Hamburger, hamburger, fries and slaw
Bloody old roast beef, they'll never have enough
Disgusting, disgusting, they need to eat fish raw
Americans are filthy, nasty, vile and vicious
Feet as big as mountain, brain as small as bean
Why can't you be gracious like tea of August moon?
I wish you'd learn some manners or hope you die real soon
Am I anti-American? No, no, well a little
But all of you are pigs and you eat pig, yuck, blech, vomit
Coca-Cola, potato chip, bad food make me yuck, blech, vomit
Still I bend like the reed, let us pretend to be friends
Have you got a chocolate bar for Tempura?
Would you like to buy a prostitute?
Have you got a cigarette for Tempura
Would you like to buy a prostitute?