North American Scum (feat. Miya Folick)

Oh, oh, oh

Oh, oh, oh, oh

Oh, oh, oh

Oh

Oh, I don't know, I don't know, oh, where to begin, we are North Americans

And for those of you who still think we're from England, we're not, no

We've been on planes and on trains till we think we might die, far from North America

Where the buildings are old, and you might have lots of mimes, uh-huh, oh, oh

I hate the feelin' when you're lookin' at me that way, 'cause we're North Americans

But if we act all shy, it'll make it okay, makes it go away

Oh, I don't know, I don't know, oh, where to begin, when we're North Americans

But in the end, make the same mistakes all over again, come on, North Americans

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

We are North American scum

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

We're from North America

Shake, shake, shake

And all the kids, all the kids don't wanna make a scene, here in North America

When all your kids get to read it in your magazines, we don't have those

So where's the love? Where's the love? Where's the love? Where's the love? Where's the love, tonight?

But there's no love, man, there's no love when the kids are uptight, uh, uh

Uh, uh

So throw a party till the cops come in and bust it up, let's go, North Americans

Oh, you were planning it? I didn't mean to interrupt, sorry

I did it once and my parents got pretty upset, freaked out in North America

But then I said, "The more I do it, the better it gets", that's my c'mon North America

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

We are North American scum

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

We're from North America

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

We are North American scum

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

We're from North America

Shake, shake, shake

New York's the greatest if you get someone to pay the rent, wahoo, North America

And it's the furthest you can live from the government, come on, uh-huh, huh

Some fat American Christians might disagree here in North America

But New York's the only place we're keeping them off the street, so, ooh, ooh

Now, we can't have parties like in Spain where they go all night, shut down in North America

Or like Berlin where they go another night, alright, uh-huh, uh-huh

You see, I love this place that I have grown to know, alright, North America

And yeah, I know you wouldn't touch us with a ten-foot pole, 'cause we're North Americans

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

We are North American scum

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

We are North Americans

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

We are North American scum

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

We love North America

Take me back to the states, man

North American scum

Where we can be North Americans

Where the DJ gigs all his friends

Here in North American scum

Just don't blame the Canadians

Let's go, North America