Deep in the Himalayan mountains
I heard an old story that goes around
A legend, a folk tale, a fable
It travels from town and town

It’s the parable of the terrible abhorrible deplorable indomitable abominable Yeti

They say that the Yeti is fourteen feet tall
And white as snow is white
They say that if you hear its howl
You won’t sleep a wink that night

They say that it pillages the villages
And if it’s gone it’ll always come back
They say it’ll swallow your whole goat whole
And then it’ll snack on your yak

It’s the terrible unbearable abhorrible deplorable indomitable abominable Yeti “Yes it is!”
It’s the terrible unbearable abhorrible deplorable indomitable abominable Yeti “Yes it is!”

But I actually met me a yeti
And it had its own tale to tell
We wrote us a song together all about yetis
And don’t ya think it turned out swell

The yeti says it’s just been misunderstood
It pays taxes and always votes
It’s actually a strict vegetarian
And it adopts all the mistreated goats
I was just afraid at first
Afraid of what, I didn’t know
Big foot, well… yes
Abominable… no

It’s a delightful polite-ful, respectable electable, sociable approachable Yeti (Yes Sir!)
A hilarious gregarious, far from nefarious, I think it’s an aquarius Yeti (Yes Ma’am!)
It’s a lovable huggable, enjoyable employable, admirable desirable Yeti