Got on the boat Up from the docks Pretty soon we're in a cabin Dreaming of locks But no, we've got to go To Tierra del Fuego, so A man a plan a can*l, Panama A man a plan a can*l, Panama A man a plan a can*l, Panama A man a plan a can*l, Panama We could be in L.A. by today If Monsieur de Lesseps had found a way To cut through the sand man But we're in the Falklands, uh huh A man a plan a can*l, Panama A man a plan a can*l, Panama A man a plan a can*l, Panama A man a plan a can*l, Panama The trip's too long The boat's too wet The man ain't got his products yet I think we'll go and build a can*l Why don't we go and build a can*l How?!?