The Redchins in their millions   Will overspill their borders   And chaos then will reign in our Rael      The country of my fathers   A proud land overloaded   Like a goldfish being swallowed by a whale      Rael the home of my religion   To me, the center of the earth      The Redchins in their millions   Will overspill their borders   And chaos then will reign in our Rael      My heritage is threatened   My roots are torn and cornered   And so to do my best I'll homeward sail   And so to do my best I'll homeward sail      Now captain, listen to my instructions   Return to this spot on Christmas day   Look toward the shore for my signal   And then you'll know if in Rael I'll stay      If a yellow flag is fluttering   Simply held against the morn   Then you'll know my courage is ended   And you'll send your boat ashore      But if a red flag is flying   Brazen, bold against the blue   Then you'll know that I am staying   And my yacht belongs to you      Now captain listen to my instructions   Return to this spot on Christmas day   Look toward the shore for my signal   And then you'll know if in Rael I'll stay      He's crazy if he thinks we're coming back again   He's crazy if he thinks we're coming back again   He's crazy if he thinks we're coming back again   He's crazy anyway      If a yellow flag is fluttering   Sickly held against the morn   Then you'll know my courage is ended   And you'll send your boat ashore