watch you running, hissing as you flee
with that chinese guy screaming "bak too meeh
got no time for a talk
he wants you in a wok
and a dozen little chicken balls are free

runnin through the mountains of tibet
got to climb as high, as far as you can get
up the mountain is best,
yes, try mount everest
and the little chinese guy will stop, I bet

you're on top of the world, looking down on the asians,
and the only explanation you will need
is that cats are taste like pooh, and they should not be in stew
you're the pussy that's on top of the world

someone told me once in egg foo yung
there is eggies, rice, whatever cat would come
now the food that I trust
after this last disgust
is a veggie burger and a coke with rum

now you're standing there in altitude
can I ask or puss, would you say I'm rude?
is there a name for your "thing"
something nice with a ring,
cause that pussy word just makes me feel so prude


you're on top of the world, looking down on the asians,
and the only explanation you will need
is that cats are taste like pooh, and they should not be in stew
you're the pussy that's on top of the world