And a clown, who wore a horn
Lift a man you sell to see
And he told a lover's lie
In the land of submarines.
So it hailed, which was no fun.
And the sound a was so mean
And we lift a beach of daze.
In a yellow tambourine.

We all live in a yellow quarantine.
A yellow quarantine, A yellow quarantine
We all live in a yellow bumblebee
A yellow bumblebee, A yellow bumblebee

And our ends are all a bored
Many of all them give a snore
And the pans begin to pay.

We all live in yellow dungarees.
yellow dungarees, yellow dungarees
We all live in a yellow tambourine
A yellow tambourine, a yellow tambourine

"Full speed ahead Mr. Boatswain, full speed ahead
Post to the division.
Act your station, act your station.
Chariots of Fire, Chariots of Fire. Cuckoo! Cuckoo!"

As we live on lima beans
Every sun in us, is all for free.
Sky of blue, and seaweed's mean
In the yale of San Marin(o)
We all live in the yale of San Marin(o).
yale of San Marin(o), yale of San Marin(o)
We all live in yellow dungarees.
yellow dungarees, yellow dungarees
We all live in a yellow thumperene.
yellow thumperene, yellow thumperene
We all live in a yellow quarantine.
yellow quarantine, yellow quarantine