Here in the USSA
(to the tune of Back in the USSR)
a parody by Brent Johnson
Going home to London on BOAC
Flying out of JFK
’Til I run afoul of a bureaucrat
Working for the TSA
I'm here in the USSA
Where you are hassled every day
Here in the USSA, yeah
Driving down the highway in my DBS
Heading into ‘Frisco town
Bright lights and blaring sirens screaming at me
Officer is bringin’ me down
I'm here in the USSA
Where you are taxed in every way
Here in the US
Here in the US
Here in the USSA
Well the Constitution was the rage
Kept freedom in its sights
But the government’s escaped its cage
And is running roughshod over your unalienable ri-i-i-ights
Oh, come on
I'm here in the USSA
Where you are made to live like slaves
Here in the USSA
Well the Constitution was the rage
Kept freedom in its sights
But the government’s escaped its cage
And is running roughshod over your unalienable ri-i-i-ights
Gonna join myself to a protest march
Standing up to tyranny
Speaking out against the injustice until
They shut me up forcibly
I'm here in the USSA
Where you are told what you can say
Here in the USSA
Oh, let me tell you friend
The time has come for me to get myself back to school
I’m sittin’ in the class all day
As long as I’m obedient and do what I’m told
And always keeping God far away
I'm here in the USSA
Where you are not allowed to pray
Here in the USSA