“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”