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