Anti-Immigrant Song: “Illegal Aliens in My Yard”
AOL Musica, December 22, 2009
A new “Christmas Song” re-arranged with lyrics hostile towards immigrants has been making the rounds on L.A.’s radio and the Internet, generating controversy with every listen.
Parodying the classic song, “Feliz Navidad” (Merry Christmas), originally sung by Puerto Rican singer José Feliciano, this new track is titled “Illegal Aliens in My Yard” and was produced by Talk Radio Network’s Matt Fox and AJ Rice.
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The song cruelly mocks the situation of thousands of undocumented immigrants in the United States, particularly Latino immigrants, as the chorus repeats the phrase “Illegals in my yard” three times, followed by “Throw them some pesos and they work so hard”.
This track goes on to depict immigrants with negative stereotypes, calling them “illegals” and even worse, as carriers of contagious diseases such as tuberculosis and the bubonic plague.
The lyrics also state that this Christmas, the “illegals” will shovel all the snow, clean their cars, dig up pools, landscape the lawn, and cook some tacos among other stereotypical activities, like drinking tequila and beer at the bar.
At the heart of the controversy is whether this song is nothing more than a silly parody, or whether it is just the latest in a growing trend of anti-immigrant vitriol that is seeping further into the mainstream, often in “innocent” ways.
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Illegals in my yard.
Illegals in my yard.
Illegals in my yard.
Throw them some pesos and they work so hard.
Illegals in my yard.
Illegals in my yard.
Illegals in my yard.
I don’t even ask if they got green card.
They’re going to pave up my driveway this Christmas.
They’re going to clean all my cars this Christmas.
They’re going to shovel all the snow this Christmas.
Those illegals in my yard.
They’re going to dig me a pool this Christmas.
They’re going to landscape my lawn this Christmas.
They’re going to cook me up some tacos this Christmas.
Those illegals in my yard.
Illegals in my yard.
Illegals in my yard.
Illegals in my yard.
Sixteen arrive in a stolen car.
Illegals in my yard.
Illegals in my yard.
Illegals in my yard.
When they’re not working, they sit at the bar.
They’re going to drink some cervezas this Christmas.
They’re going to shoot some tequila this Christmas.
They’re going to get DUIs this Christmas.
Those illegals in my yard.
They’re getting free organ transplants this Christmas.
They’re going to have anchor babies this Christmas.
They’re going to scream “sí, se puede” this Christmas.
Those illegals in my yard.
Illegals in my yard.
Illegals in my yard.
Illegals in my yard.
One at a time run past those border guards.
Illegals in my yard.
Illegals in my yard.
Illegals in my yard.
Hugo Chavez sends his kind regards.
They’re going to tackle Pat Buchanan this Christmas.
They’re going to chase down Lou Dobbs this Christmas.
They’re going to join up with La Raza this Christmas.
Those illegals in my yard.
They’re going to spread bubonic plague this Christmas.
They’re going to bring me lots of bed bugs this Christmas.
They’re going to pass tuberculosis this Christmas.
Those illegals in my yard.
