Clap Your Hands Say Yeah Yankee Go Home Lyrics

Yankee Go Home Lyrics

Try Jamaica

(I) think they'll take you

Honolulu

How do you
do?

I'll make a quick stop

My fair-lady pill pop

Before
catching the bus to good lord knows where's what

(Catch me)

Falling
out of line

I'm calling upon North Carolina to help me out here



Salad nicoise 

Good to meet you

Carcasonne hon

Stands next
to no one

The rake at the door has been taking a tour of this tar (and)
feather land and good lord knows that I am now

Falling out of line

I'm calling upon North Carolina to help me out again



Yankee
go

Yankee go home

The gas prices are getting higher

As the
rain falls upon dry land

Yankee go home



Senses burn man

When the deck-hand

Plays a flute which

Reminds me of you oh

But there's a land in the distance 

That might have some patience

And girls who are singing or strangers and sailors

There are
gunfights

There are neckties

A little history

A little
sunlight

Alright



They said

Yankee go 

Yankee go
home

Yankee go 

Yankee go home

The gas prices are getting
higher

As the rain falls upon dry land

Yankee go 

Yankee go
home



papa said

Papa said

Pa said get used to it

Pa said get used to it

Pa said it gets so goddamn hard but I get used
to it

Pa said get used to it