To the Lamas with love,

You won't fight us at a moon.
You won't fight us in a 'phoon.

You won't fight us one on one
You won't fight us near the sun

You won't fight us we have no fun
You won't fight us or anyone

You won't fight us here or there
You won't fight us anywhere

You can't fight us, you know you'll fail
We'll camp you in station, it'll be just like jail

You cannot take us we're number one
Will slap you bit*hes one by one