“I look around, what do we see?
A nation once proud & free
Nowadays a yankee state, unable to decide your own fate
(chorus)
We are here for our nation
Victory or damnation
It don’t matter how we win
Even murder is no sin
Kentucky Fried Chicken and Coca Cola
The yanks are coming, they’re taking over
Reagan’s hands around our neck, it’s our nation he wants to wreck
It doesn’t matter which way you turn
There’s always someone trying to pull you down
A student bastard, a communist
Trendy liberal or multiculturalists”