VERSE 1:
NSA – what else is there to say?
Everything’s OK as your cyber mind is X-rayed, too. NSA – who’s the next victim today?
You don’t need to pray if you chose the right way.

CHORUS:
There’s no such agency – violating privacy.
There’s no such agency – who’s telling all these lies?
There’s no such agency – harvesting conspiracy... globalwide.

VERSE 2:
NSA – what else is there to say?
Spying on the enemy, surveilling the "good friends", too.
Don’t put your snowshoes on and don’t wear your shades
Don’t go for a double-0 gear cos you ain’t gonna freeze, my dear.

(REPEAT CHORUS)

(Spoken)
And as this ass of a spy is riding into the sunset of DotCom-Valley
riding to the Truth-Fucktory – well,
he is ready to kick your butt – but not as gentle as you might have believed from the old days –
it's not old school anymore. Forget it; it goes like this:

VERSE 3:
Sit tight by the screen, stay focussed on the scene
It’s a 24 on 7 job that will get our civilication clean.
Analyze the bits and facts that your cameras and mikes are pointed at. Analyze the data strings that your spy software is slurping in.
The NSA will kill on its’ President’s will – no thrill. No good friends, no right way
What matters is the state "HE" is in.

(REPEAT CHORUS)