My tiger friend has got a sled
And I have packed a snack
We're all set for the trip ahead
We're never coming back
We're abandoning this life we've led
So long, Mom and Pop !
We're sick of doing what you've said
And now it's going to stop
We're going where it snows all year
Where life can have real meaning
A place where we won't have to hear...
"Your room could stand some cleaning"
The Yukon is the place for us
that's where we want to live
Up there we'll get to yell and cuss
And act real primitive
We'll never have to clean a plate
of veggie glops and goos
messily we'll masticate
using any fork we choose !
The timber wolves will be our friends
We'll stay up late and howl
at the moon, till nighttime ends
before going on the prowl.
Oh, what a life, we cannot wait,
to be in that arctic land,
Where we'll be masters of our fate
and lead a life that's grand.
No more of parental rules !
We're heading for the snow !
Good riddance to those grown up ghouls !
We're leaving, YUKON HO
