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