Children of the junks
Slant-eyed
Children of the junks go by
Mama's comin' soon
And the junks are turning in the spring sky
Dragon rings
Tax free things
Forever
People pick and pay
Til the day fades away
Cooling in the Wind
"Comrades all"
Red papers ring
Flowers in the sun
Shining
On the children of the world
Night comes
Sleep for me
Aint nothin' just a moonstruck junk
On the sea, Kowloon
All the junks are sleeping
Spinning flowers on the shade
All the junks are sleeping
But alley cats and renegades