Lyric

If people had no lifespan

Or you’d been born a hundred years too soon

Or if our lives were half as long

Sounds like there’d still be

No crosswalk for you

And the world to ever meet

Paper Banana Boss

Pei-pei Banana Boss

Yes, Banana Boss

No worker’s comp for you

At least in Japan, oh yes!

I don’t know about elsewhere

Sorry ’bout that

You stuffed your head with noise

So when you sleep, it’s noise that wakes you up

That’s why you can’t share a bed

Can’t share a breath

And still there’s no intersection

For you and society to cross

Paper Banana Boss

Pei-pei Banana Boss

Yes, Banana Boss

No worker’s comp for you

At least in Japan, oh yes!

I don’t know about elsewhere

Sorry ’bout that

Look at yourself in the mirror now

Look at yourself in the mirror now

Potato salad

Straight to heaven, la la la

Look at yourself in the mirror now

Look at yourself in the mirror now

Potato salad

Straight to heaven, la la la

Look at yourself in the mirror now