BAMBOO by Tom Rogers and Ellen Fuller You take some auto workers You take some auto workers You take some auto workers And don't allow a union Oh oh, oh oh, oh oh Honda My owner's cross the water My owner's cross the water My owner's cross the water And buying up Hawaii Oh oh, oh oh, oh oh Honda Iacocca, Iacocca. He fell down. Iacocca, Iacocca. He fell down. We make your Ford Escort We make your Chevy Geo We make your Dodge Shadow It's just a Mitsubishi Oh oh, oh oh, oh oh Honda THIS LAND WAS MADE BY JAPANESE (by Karyn Klausner, Bob Hirschfeld, Kate McCaffrey, Jane Rein'l) (to the tune of This Land is Your Land) This land is your land, this land is my land As long this land, is made in Thailand We don't need quotas, for more Toyotas This land was made by Japanese. As I was driving that superhighway Ten thousand imports were going my way Paid for enjoyment, with unemployment This land was made by Japanese. Since Hiroshima and Nagasaki Our relations have been less rocky They don't remember Seven December This land was made by Japanese. They learned our methods, but something's rotten They practiced virtues we have forgotten They call our workers, illit'rate shirkers This land was made by Japanese. We bought their cameras, transistor radios And then their TV's, cars and stereos, But they won't buy goods made in the U.S. This land was made by Japanese. They never looked for the union label They claimed their workers were all more able Negotiations? They own the table. This land was made by Japanese. But in their haste to buy our country They bought cholest'rol, and shortened life spans They bought heart failure, and increased cancer We're paying back the Japanese This land is your land, this land is my land As long this land, is made in Thailand We don't need quotas, for more Toyotas This land was made by Japanese.