Lyrics:
Harmful elements in the airCymbals crashing everywhereReap the fields of rice and reedsWhile the population swellsJunk floats on polluted waterAn old custom to sell your daughterWould you like number 23Leave your yens on the counter pleaseHong Kong gardenTourists swarm to see your faceConfucius has a puzzling graceDisoriented you enter inUnleashing scent of wild jasmineSlanted eyes meet a new sunriseA race of bodies small in sizeChicken Chow Mien and Chop SueyHong Kong garden takeawayHong Kong garden