Party In the CIA (Parody of "Party In the U.S.A." By Miley Cyrus)

I moved out to Langley recently With a plain and simple dream Wanna infiltrate some third-world place And topple their regime Those men in black with their matching suitcases Where everything's on a need-to-know basis Agents got that swagger And everyone so cloak and dagger I'm feeling nervous but I'm really kinda wishing For another undercover mission That's when the red alert came on the radio And I put my earpiece on Got my dark sunglasses on And I had my weapon drawn So I get my handcuffs, my cyanide pills My classified dossier Tapping the phones like, yeah Shredding the files like, yeah I memorized all the enemy spies I've got to neutralize today Yeah, it's a party in the CIA Yeah, it's a party in the CIA I've done a couple of crazy things That have almost gotten me dismissed Like terminate some head of state Who wasn't even on my list Burn that microfilm, buddy, will you? I'd tell you why but then I'd have to kill you You need a quickie confession? Well, start a water boarding session No hurry on this South American dictator I'll assassinate him later That's when he walked right in my laser sights And my silencer was on And my silencer was on And another target's gone Yeah, we've got black ops all over the world From Kazakhstan to Bombay Paying the bribes like, yeah Plugging the leaks like, yeah Interrogating the scum of the earth We'll break them by the break of day Yeah, it's a party in the CIA Yeah, it's a party in the CIA Need a country destabilized? Look no further, we're your guys We've got snazzy suits and ties And a better dental plan than the FBI's Better put your hands up and get in the van Or else you'll get blown away Staging a coup like, yeah Brainwashing moles like, yeah We only torture the folks we don't like You're probably gonna okay Yeah, it's a party in the CIA Yeah, it's a party in the CIA