No one likes us, I don’t know why / We may not be perfect, but heaven knows we try / But all around even our old friends put us down / Let’s drop the big one and see what happens

We give them money, but are they grateful? / No, they’re spiteful and they’re hateful / They don’t respect us, so let’s surprise them / We’ll drop the big one and pulverize them

Asia’s crowded and Europe’s too old / Africa is far too hot and Canada’s too cold / And South America stole our name / Let’s drop the big one, there’ll be no one left to blame us

We’ll save Australia / Don’t wanna hurt no kangaroo / We’ll build an All American amusement park there / They got surfin’, too

Boom goes London and boom Paris / 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 / You’ll wear a Japanese kimono, babe / And there’ll be Italian shoes for me

They all hate us anyhow / So let’s drop the big one now / Let’s drop the big one now

[By Randy Newman © Reprise Records, 1972]