We're just a couple of LA guys
Who had a thirst for fame in our eyes
We spent long nights playing gigs at the local joints and bars
We played from Orange to Frisco Bay
Hoped we would make it big someday
We knew the road to fame and fortune is often hard

We wrote a song one fateful night
We said, "I think this sounds alright"
It was called "Asian Girlz", and we thought that it was cool
Well when we released the song it was our biggest hit by far
Got over 2 million YouTube views: look, we're stars!
But most of the folks who saw it, they called us fools

Now we're cleaning poo working down at the zoo
"Day Above Ground" is our name
Gotta scoop up 34 tons every week
'Cause we bungled our one shot at fame
We couldn't get a gig anywhere we searched
No one else would hire us, so here we must work
And we're trying to dodge punches from a big kangaroo
'Cause we're now the scoop-crew at the zoo

Oh the critics they used to say
We sounded just like Sugar Ray
Thought we'd hit number 1 on Billboard, if things went well
But Number 2 was our only remuneration
'Cause our racist song ruined our reputations
Never knew that lion turd had such a smell
Yeah, this job's a living hell

But now we're cleaning poo working down at the zoo
"Day Above Ground" is our name
Gotta scoop up 34 tons every week
'Cause we bungled our one shot at fame
We couldn't get a record contract wherever we searched
No other job offers, so here we gotta work
We've got janitor's jobs at the animal loo
'Cause we're now the scoop-crew at the zoo

We should be playing Ibiza
Getting our vids played on VH1
But instead we're here scoopin' these same craps
Again and again and again and again and again and again, it's no fun

"Ms. Bengal Tiger crapped over seven pounds!
Hey Miss Panda, how are you pooing?
Yeah, these are Asian girlz, but not the kind WE like....
What have we done with our lives?"

We should have listened when our manager said
"Maybe you should sing about black chicks instead"
Now our dreams of success have all turned to brown mush
And we'll probably work forever

As the cleaning crew working down at the zoo
"Day Above Ground" is our name
Gotta scoop up 34 tons every week
'Cause we bungled our one shot at fame
Could not book a concert wherever we searched
So now we're stuck here and we all feel like jerks
Watch the yak let one plop as he belts out a moo
'Cause we're now the scoop-crew at the zoo
Yeah we're scooping up poo at the zoo