North American Scum (Live at Madison Square Garden)

Shut up and play the hits!
Ladies and gentlemen
For our live record called "Shut Up and Play the Hits"
I'm not gonna- fuck you guys, know what I mean?
And we have two- oh man, this is like a history trip
Two horny horns, one kind of- flatulent drummer, and three troubled souls
Three troubled- four troubled souls

Oh oh oh
It's Australia 2008
Oh ho ho ho
Oh I don't know, I don't know, oh, where to begin
We are North Americans
And for those of you who think we're from England
We're not

We've been on planes and on trains 'til we think we might die
Far from North America
Where your buildings are old and you might have lots of mimes
I hate the feelin' when you're looking at me this way
Cause we're North Americans
But if we act all shy, it'll make it go away
Makes it ok

Oh I don't know, I don't know, oh, where to begin
Cause we're North American
But in the end we make the same mistakes all over again
Come on North Americans

We are North American scum
We are North American

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

So throw a party till the cops come in and bust it up
Shut down the 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
And then I said the more I do it the better it gets
Come on North America

We are North American scum
We're from North America
We are North American scum
We are North American

New York's the greatest if you get someone to pay the rent
Alright, North America
And it's the furthest you can live from the government

Some proud American Christians might disagree
Here in North America
But New York's the only place we're keepin' them off the street

We can't have parties where they go all night
Shut down in North America
Or like Berlin where they go another night, alright

You see I love this place that I have grown to know
Come on, North America
And yeah, I know you wouldn't touch us with a ten-foot pole
Come on, North America

We are North American scum
We're from North America
We are North American scum
We love North America

Take me back to the states man
North American scum
Where we can be in any one of a million new bands
In North America
Where the DJ gigs aren't as fun
Here in North American scum
But don't blame the Canadians
Here in North America