Party In the CIA (Parody of "Party In The U.S.A." by Miley Cyrus)

I moved out to Langley recently

With a plain and simple dream

Wanna infiltrate some third-world place

And topple their regime

Those men in black with their matching suitcases

Where everything's on a need-to-know basis

Agents got that swagger

And everyone so cloak and dagger

I'm feeling nervous but I'm really kinda wishing

For another undercover mission

That's when the red alert came on the radio

And I put my earpiece on

Got my dark sunglasses on

And I had my weapon drawn

So I get my handcuffs, my cyanide pills

My classified dossier

Tapping the phones like, yeah

Shredding the files like, yeah

I memorized all the enemy spies

I've got to neutralize today

Yeah, it's a party in the CIA

Yeah, it's a party in the CIA

I've done a couple of crazy things

That have almost gotten me dismissed

Like terminate some head of state

Who wasn't even on my list

Burn that microfilm, buddy, will you?

I'd tell you why but then I'd have to kill you

You need a quickie confession?

Well, start a water boarding session

No hurry on this South American dictator

I'll assassinate him later

That's when he walked right in my laser sights

And my silencer was on

And my silencer was on

And another target's gone

Yeah, we've got black ops all over the world

From Kazakhstan to Bombay

Paying the bribes like, yeah

Plugging the leaks like, yeah

Interrogating the scum of the earth

We'll break them by the break of day

Yeah, it's a party in the CIA

Yeah, it's a party in the CIA

Need a country destabilized?

Look no further, we're your guys

We've got snazzy suits and ties

And a better dental plan than the FBI's

Better put your hands up and get in the van

Or else you'll get blown away

Staging a coup like, yeah

Brainwashing moles like, yeah

We only torture the folks we don't like

You're probably gonna okay

Yeah, it's a party in the CIA

Yeah, it's a party in the CIA