Being the worlds chief of police
Is so overrated
With all that we do
And they all still hate us
We're only here
To keep up the peace
Spread our name brand
Of Democracy
If you don't love us
Then kindly leave us
If you don't trust us
Won't hurt our feelings believe us
We'll bring it to order
One way or another
Kick out the leaches
Close down the borders
Once that is done
And they're out on their bums
We'll build us a wall
From the North to South run
The only thing Canadian
That we will let in
Is Celine Dion
And their cheap medicine
And that little Chihuahua
From down below
Cause we love Taco Bell's
Mex food to go
As far as the Middle east
They can do as they please
We won't be around
To kick sand in our face
We'll pull out of there
Our American troops
Not just a few of the lucky
But one hundred proof
They can fight it all out
Amongst themselves
If they stick with the program
There'll be nobody left
They can have all our nukes
We won't need them no more
As we won't be playing
In their silly wars
We will be by ourselves
Closed off from it all
Unplug the phone
If they try to call
Live in our bubble
Stay out of trouble
No longer hang out
With that bunch of numskulls
So lock up the door
Turn out the light
Toss out the key
As we say goodbye...
Mar 26, 2016
Mar 26, 2016 at 8:52 AM UTC
Being the worlds chief of police
Is so overrated
With all that we do
And they all still hate us
We're only here
To keep up the peace
Spread our name brand
Of Democracy
If you don't love us
Then kindly leave us
If you don't trust us
Won't hurt our feelings believe us
We'll bring it to order
One way or another
Kick out the leaches
Close down the borders
Once that is done
And they're out on their bums
We'll build us a wall
From the North to South run
The only thing Canadian
That we will let in
Is Celine Dion
And their cheap medicine
And that little Chihuahua
From down below
Cause we love Taco Bell's
Mex food to go
As far as the Middle east
They can do as they please
We won't be around
To kick sand in our face
We'll pull out of there
Our American troops
Not just a few of the lucky
But one hundred proof
They can fight it all out
Amongst themselves
If they stick with the program
There'll be nobody left
They can have all our nukes
We won't need them no more
As we won't be playing
In their silly wars
We will be by ourselves
Closed off from it all
Unplug the phone
If they try to call
Live in our bubble
Stay out of trouble
No longer hang out
With that bunch of numskulls
So lock up the door
Turn out the light
Toss out the key
As we say goodbye...
Of course this will never happen although some would love it!
Why can't we all just get along...
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