GREGORY (singing voice by Howard McGillin):

God has smiled upon you this day

The fate of a nation in your hands

And blessed be the children who fight with all our bravery

'Til only the righteous stand



You see the distant flames

They bellow in the night

You fight in all our names for what we know is right

And when you all get shot

And cannot carry on

Though you die, La Resistance lives on



ALL:

You may get stabbed in the head

With a dagger or a sword

You may be burned to death

Or skinned alive, or worse

But when they torture you

You will not feel the need to run

For, though you die, La Resistance lives on



PARENTS:

Blame Canada!

Blame Canada!



SHEILA BROFLOVSKI:

Because the country's gone awry

Tomorrow night, these freaks will fry!



SOLDIERS:

Tomorrow night

Our lives will change

Tomorrow night

We'll be entertained

An execution

What a sight!

Tomorrow night



SATAN:

Up there there is so much room

Where babies burp and flowers bloom

Tomorrow night up there is doomed

And so I will be going soon!



TERRANCE AND PHILLIP:

Shut your fucking face, uncle fucka

You're a boner-biting bastard, uncle fucka



TERRANCE:

Looks like we may be out of luck!



PHILLIP:

Tomorrow night, we're pretty fucked!



CARTMAN, KYLE, STAN:

Why did our mothers start this war?

What-the-fuck are they fighting for?

When did this song become a marathon?



SATAN:

I want to be up there!



SHEILA BROFLOVSKI:

When Canada is dead and gone

They'll be no more Celine Dion!



GREGORY AND KIDS:

They may cut your dick in half

And serve it to a pig

And though it hurts, you'll laugh

And dance a dickless jig

But that's the way it goes

And though we're shat upon

Though we die, La Resistance lives oooooonnnnn!



SATAN:

I want to be up there!



PARENTS:

Blame Canada!

Blame Canada!

Blame Canada!