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Oh, Canada - (Redacted Pt. 3)

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A continuation of Name Redacted: 1) [Name Redacted] - https://suno.com/s/x37INnvPYHgaxjc0 2) Agent Six Has An Alibi - https://suno.com/s/eSe1swdAC1rr1Jt8 [intro] [chorus] This report concerns our new nuclear winter We Canadians been actin’ like beavers with splinters The 'Muricans don’t care an’ now it’s clear beyond proof that they’ve well mistaken us fer hosers and poofs Proud Canucks we gather here t’day in Tim’s fer brew Although if I am honest now it’s true we always do so I can tell ya our CSIS found some intel on just whom goons of ours surely should soon rain down some hell Sorry, folks please pass a fritter here an’ I will tell How some in ‘Murica said things an’ how the cards they fell Leadin’ ta their army bombin’ Old Quebec ta glass An’ all of these mutant moose an’ beavers come ta pass We were here an’ ever only mindin’ our own buisness When their Agents one an’ six then needin’ some forgiveness Faked a breakin’ story for a twenty-dollar bet Ya betcha those deadheads’ll pay—that’s promise, not a threat [chorus] Gong show, of a year here, eh? With Yanks attackin’, yah? Neighbors ta the south think they can send us packin’, ha! RCMP ain’t a pack a wiltin’ buttercups So sharpen up yer hockey sticks! It’s time to moose up! Ya bet'cha I remember when the first bombs fell Was headed ta the cabin, as I bet youse were as well Winter beater lost it, was fish-tailin’ ev’rywhere Give ’er ta tha snowbank—thought I musta' hit a bear Bros, ya surely know I went an’ lost most of an arm No cause fer alarm though, ’cause free healthcare is the charm Tied it off, as ya can see here eh, with a dirty sock? Seven months more on the wait-list an’ I can see the doc Let ’em know at tha border we want no big kerfuffle But I poured half a mickey in this here double-double Duffle’s packed an’ lackin’ acid rain before dawn We’ll bring back Agents One an’ Six here before too long [breakdown] [chorus] Sorry again, my proud Canadian brothers We’d polish off these two-fours if I had my druthers Let’s head out south, skirtin’ protective beaver bubble Bet ya dudes a toonie we leave the Yanks in rubble [outro] The rest, of course, is venerated Canadian history, as the ragtag group of drunk RCMP Mounties, on their near un-killable nuclear-mutated moose, emerged from the woods near Langley Virginia, abductin’ two U S federal agents. They fought their way valiantly back ta the motherland, armed with sharpened sports implements an’ an antique blunderbuss belongin’ ta one Crazy Jacques Du-Bois. (Crazy Jacques Du-Bois) A US Senate subcommittee has determined that, despite rumors, no aid was given to the enemy, and that the agents have surely been tortured to death by now. Case closed. Or is it? [end]