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