The Anthem of the Royal Canadian Kilted Yaksmen (Sung By Everyone).
From The Soundtrack, Wyattjoshusa's Festival Songs. Oggy and The Cockroaches Rocko's Modern Life Foster's Home For Imaginary Friends
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Oggy: Our country reeks of trees!
Our yaks are really large.
And they smell like rotting beef carcasses.
And we have to clean up after them
And our saddle sores are the best
We proudly wear womens' clothing
And searing sand blows up our skirts
Oggy, Jack, and The Cockroaches: And the buzzards, they soar overhead
And poisonous snakes will devour us whole
Our bones will bleach in the sun
And we will probably go to hell
And that is our great reward
For being the-uh roy-oy-al Canadian Kilted Yaksmen
(Oggy: Come on everybody!)
Rocko, Heffer, Filburt, Spunky, O-Town People, Mac, Bloo, Wilt, Eduardo, Coco, and More: Our country reeks of trees
Our yaks are really large
And they smell like rotting beef carcasses
And we have to clean up after them
And our saddle sores are the best
We proudly wear womens' clothing
And searing sand blows up our skirts
And the buzzards, they soar overhead
And poisonous snakes will devour us whole
Our bones will bleach in the sun
And we will probably go to hell
And that is our great reward
For being the-uh roy-oy-al Canadian Kilted Yaksmen.