North American Scum

[Intro: Miya Folick & Emily Kokal]

Oh, oh, oh

Oh, oh, oh, oh

Oh, oh, oh

Oh

[Verse 1: Miya Folick & Emily Kokal, Emily Kokal, Miya Folick]

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 'til 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), 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 Amеricans

But in the end, make thе same mistakes all over again

Come on, North Americans

[Chorus: Miya Folick & Emily Kokal]

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

We are North American scum

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

We're from North America

Shake, shake, shake

[Verse 2: Miya Folick & Emily Kokal, Emily Kokal]

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-huh, uh, uh, uh

So throw a party 'til 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"

C'mon North America

[Chorus: Miya Folick & Emily Kokal]

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

[Verse 3: Miya Folick & Emily Kokal, Miya Folick]

New York's the greatest if you get someone to pay the rent

Woohoo, 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 (So), woohoo, 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, duh-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 (Oh)

[Chorus: Miya Folick & Emily Kokal, Emily Kokal, Miya Folick]

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

We are North American scum (Oh)

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

We are North Americans (Oh)

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

We are North American scum (Oh)

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

We love North America

[Outro: Miya Folick, Emily Kokal, Miya Folick & Emily Kokal]

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