Political Science-

by Randy Newman

guesswork by John Ross

No one likes us, I don't know why.

We may not be perfect, but heaven knows we try.

And all around us, even our old friends put us down,

Let's drop the big one, see what happens...

We give them money, but are they grateful?

No their spiteful and their hateful,

They don't respect us, so let's suprise them,

We'll drop the big one, pulverize them.

Asia's crowded, Europe's too old,

Africa is far to hot, and Canada's too cold,

And South America stole our name,

Let's drop the big one, they'll be no one left to blame us,

We'll save Austrailia, Don't want to hurt no kangaroo,

(NOTES G-F-E)

We'll build an all American amusement park there, they got surfing

too

Boom! goes London, Boom! Pa-reee,

More room for you, and more room for me,

And every city, the whole world 'round,

Will just be another American town.

Oh how peaceful it will be, We'll set everybody free,

They'll be a Japanese Kimono for you, they'll be Itallian shoes for

me.

They all hate us anyhow, so let's drop the big one now,

Let's drop the big one now.