Lyrics:

I aint never read the Wall Street Journal,
I aint no PH.D.
The Trickle Down theory and the Laffer Curve,
Are just Greek to me.

Im ignorant about inflation,
And the Federal Reserve T-note.
I aint never had a lesson in the Great Depression,
But, this much I know.

Were all working for the Japanese,
Little cars and color TVs.
Sending all our money overseas,
To the Eastern sphere.

One day were gonna lose our roots,
Wear Oriental jeans and boots.
And, drink nothing, but Kawasaki saki, Honda wine, and Mitsubishi light beer.

Chrysler fights for survival,
So does General Motors.
Ford perseveres with better ideas,
And, everybody drives Toyotas.

Sony owns the Rockefeller Center,
And, the Hawaiian archipelago.
We buy Seikos, walkmans, TVs, and minivans,
And, wonder where the money all goes.

Just working for the Japanese,
Little cars and color TVs.
Sending all our money overseas,
To the Eastern sphere.

One day were gonna lose our roots,
Wear Oriental jeans and boots.
And, drink nothing, but Kawasaki saki, Honda wine, and Mitsubishi light beer.

Im gonna gather up all my dollars,
Trade em in for Yen.
Get up and go to Tokyo,
Start over again.

Gonna change my name to Yamada,
Marry me a geisha wife.
And, eat nutritious dishes like little raw fishes,
And, be happy for the rest of my life.

While youre a-workin for the Japanese,
Little cars and color TVs.
Sending all your money overseas,
To the Eastern sphere.

One day youre gonna roose your loots, (Asian dialect intended)
Where Oriental jeans and boots.
And, drink nothing but Kawasaki saki, Honda wine, and Mitsubishi right beer. (Asian dialect intended)

Youre gonna love that,
Kawasaki saki, Honda wine, and Mitsubishi light beer.

Ah-so!