Lyrics:

Pack up your guns; you're going to need 'em
Because outside your house there's a war
Yeah, and if you don't look like you don't even breath then
There ain't nothing sacred here anymore

I'm from the USA
USA
USA
I'm from the USA
Yeah

Lock up your shit so no one can steal it
Because the enemy lives outside your door
At least that's what you're made to believe in
Without fear you ain't got no control

I'm from the USA
USA
USA
I'm from the USA
Yeah

You treat 'em like you don't look down
You run out, you just breed more
So send out all you can
You lose them, you just send more

You treat 'em like you don't look down
You treat 'em like that

La, la, la, la-la-la, la
(La, la, la, la-la-la, la)
La, la, la, la-la-la, la
(La, la, la, la-la-la, la)

LOAD UP YOUR GUNS
LOAD UP YOUR GUNS
AH, DON'T YOU KNOW WHERE I COME FROM?
I'm from the USA
USA
USA
I'm from the USA

YEAH, YEAH, YEAH, YEAH
YEAH, YEAH, YEAH, YEAH