I'm sick of the humdruming white breaded meat

It grill marks my brain with it's hamburger beat

Give me Mr. Fuji and paper mashay

Just an ocean away



Let's go to Japan

I'm not joking this time

So go get your bags packed

We'll be just fine

We'll both wear Kimono's 

No shoes on our feet

Just take my hand

Japan it with me



Its an archipelago exotic and pure

Of ancient enchantments, so says the brochure 

I need a place where there's no room to grow

Watch out Tokyo

I'm coming



Let's go to Japan

I'm not joking this time

So go get your bags packed

We'll be just fine

We'll both wear Kimono's 

No shoes on our feet

Just take my hand

Japan it with me



Don't miss quote me

I'm not disowning my country

We'll come back one day (USA)



With those Geisha's teasing 

That Emperor could keep me all saki bombed

We'll be singing Karaoke....IN OSAKA 

ROCK!



Let's go to Japan

I'm not joking this time

So go get your bags packed

We'll be just fine

We'll both wear Kimono's 

No shoes on our feet

Just take my hand

Japan it with me



Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh

Japan it with me



Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh 

Japan it with...me