Got on the boat
Up from the docks
Pretty soon we're in a cabin
Dreaming of locks
But no, we've got to go
To Tierra del Fuego, so
A man a plan a can*l, Panama
A man a plan a can*l, Panama
A man a plan a can*l, Panama
A man a plan a can*l, Panama
We could be in L.A. by today
If Monsieur de Lesseps had found a way
To cut through the sand man
But we're in the Falklands, uh huh
A man a plan a can*l, Panama
A man a plan a can*l, Panama
A man a plan a can*l, Panama
A man a plan a can*l, Panama
The trip's too long
The boat's too wet
The man ain't got his products yet
I think we'll go and build a can*l
Why don't we go and build a can*l
How?!?