Round up the husband, wife and kids. Let’s make this little song ubiquitous, resounding from sea to shinning sea this Fourth of July:

Statsi State Is Coming To Town

You better watch out

You better not cry

You better not pout

I’m telling you why

Stasi State is coming to town.

They’re making a list,

Checking it twice;

Gonna find out who’s naughty or nice.

Stasi State is coming to town.

They see you when you’re sleeping

They know when you’re awake

They know if you’ve been bad or good

So be good for goodness sake.

N-S-A or C-I-A

F-B-I or T-S-A

Busy taking freedom away.

Stasi State is coming to Town.

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