Ode to Francis Scott Key

We've gotta catch a new adversary
Defiling our sanctuary
The communists have long lost their effectiveness
I heard somebody say
Goddamn those Japs today
And it was deja vu circa 1942
Well I was born on the anniversary
Of the bombing of Nagasaki
And I believe in poetic justice
Because I don't believe in destiny
You can try to put a wall between us and Mexico
But to vacation in America
You've got to live in Tokyo

(One two three four)

I'm getting out my soap and water and rag
And I'm going to wash my American flag
I don't want to burn it down
I just want to clean it up

I was driving down the highway in my Hyundai yesterday
When a man rolled down his window
And spit on my windshield
He said "buy American asshole"
And drove up the road
But I couldn't feel sore about it
He's just a drop in the bucket

Well Francis Scott Key must have been on LSD
His song doesn't make any sense to me
O'er the ramparts I watch citizens
Try to boost the economy
By telling Japanese American girlscouts
We won't buy your cookies

(Ichi ni san shi)

I'm getting out my soap and water and rag
And I'm going to wash my American flag
I don't want to burn it down
I just want to clean it up

Mr. Oliver Stone he sells conspiracies
He's a progressive lefty
But he thinks like a tie-dyed McCarthy
It proves you can bewitch communists
Or capitalists and fool some people
We can't sell any more cars
Maybe we should export paranoia

People here say that it's Japan's fault
Without them we'd still be at the top
But remember Frankenstein's monster
Wasn't a monster in the end
And maybe it's time
We learned to clean our own hands