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"Party at the NSA": YACHT's Got Your Paranoid End-of-the-Summer Jam

All the proceeds from the tune help the Electronic Frontier Foundation fight invasive domestic spying.

The NSA is watching everything we do online, so we might as well party with them. So muse the future-pop maestros at YACHT in their fantastically goofball paranoid dance jam, 'Party at the NSA'.

No, this is nothing like that Miley Cyrus parody floating around YouTube. It's a catchy, new wavy dance tune with, you know, satirically topical lyrics. About what we'd expect from the future-forward YACHT, a duo whose other hits bear titles like "Dystopia (The Earth is on Fire)" and whose Claire Evans, it should be mentioned, is a regular Motherboard contributor. Also, for some reason, Marc Maron plays the guitar solor.

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YACHT released the song with the following manifesto in tow:

We live much of our lives online; we should be outraged by the extent of the NSA's domestic spying programs. Instead, we are sinking into a dangerous indifference. Insidious forces are at work. Help us reverse the entropy. The Electronic Frontier Foundation is a donation-supported nonprofit that fights back against the government to protect our digital rights; 100% of your donation to download "Party at the NSA" will go straight to fund their important work.

So download the tune, and do your tiny and highly danceable part to fight for personal privacy. The song's lyrics are below.

Did you read my mail again?
How do you find the time?
I lost my signal yesterday,
But it was never mine.

We don’t need no privacy.
What do you want that for?
Don’t you think it’ll spoil our fun
If you let that whistle blow?

P-P-P-Party at the NSA,
Twenty, twenty, twenty-four hours a day!

There is a rainbow at the end of every P-R-I-S-M.

Be careful where you look today,
Careful what you share.
We’re gonna make history.
But it won’t know we’re there.

The world looks stranger when you look
Through electronic eyes.
There’s a place in the Beehive State
Where the network goes to die.

P-P-P-Party at the NSA,
Twenty, twenty, twenty-four hours a day!