My country is beautiful
Full of water, land, and sky,
Led by sociopathic imbeciles
Who claim to give a shit for you and I.
My country’s beautiful,
A land of both of friendship and romance;
A land whose population is primarily
The offspring of those who can’t keep it in their pants.
My country is exceptional in one way
And mostly mediocre in the rest
And although I cannot cite a reason
I’m thoroughly convinced it is the best!
So once again we praise this lovely nation
Via trite and yet inspiring bits of song
Imposed upon us by slave-driving overlords
(Who, by the way, are never, ever wrong).