Yellow Tide

Asian men work their fingers
While perverts think of teenagers
Sticking my feet in the Yellow Tide
While others drown, all wide eyed

Kamehameha screams the noise
Of overproduced crappy toys
That are gobbled by the zombie children
Whose mothers keep them in a pig pen.

Blue-haired angels doing things
That their creator finds a sin
While the broken black girl sings and sings
Because evil knows just how to win

Wandering tentacles catch on fire
Royalty bows to its new sire
While ripped heroes and super villains
Fight to save a man named krillin

While American maniacs
Are taken quite aback
Because their art has no poise
Next to Japan pretty boys