Yo Canada

I ain't goin' to sleep. We got tour tomorrow Band's all international now, 95 Northbound We'll be giggin' in the town of Three Rivers London, Brampton, Guelph Belle scène geniale up in Thetford Mines Moneen and Choke! But in the morning we woke up to the terror An unthinkable sorrow A sick fanatic with an axe to grind left the world in smoke "Jonny, are we in a war now? Can we still do what we love?" Hell yeah, better have your bags packed Cuz you know that we'll be rollin' six heads deep when it opens up Van's comin' in hot, Smallman's got the shots Which Trash' are we rockin' tonight? You can bet Marge and Gordie got the basement all sorted And that Andy's got a joint to light These crazy days I always say Big Love To Canada My show clothes froze up We need chains for the tires And chili combos all around The van smells real tired So you can give shotgun to banana and call the office just to say: Raise 'em up for Gord Downie and Chi Pig Rest In Peace I'm channeling the greats Pristine Dean, Hope and Rush Gettin' loose with the Goose in the Swars' back yard and the lions are living' it up Stage Dives High Hives with JFK Sandy's Edmonton As Fuck Those crazy days make me often say Big Love To Canada I remember kissin' Stinkus in that hot Montreal street We laught when the Professor gave the Offspring guy the creeps It might be snowin' all this weekend, but we got Oakville to bring that heat on four strings How can we ever repay the love you gave? We'll die tryin', is all I can say From Rain City to Thunder Bay