"Nah." Jerry shakes his head, nose wrinkling as the man onscreen starts to sing. "Christ, hearing this here is weird." He honestly isn't sure if the people here mistakenly think this is their own national anthem or if they don't know the significance of it, and either way, it's not something he likes very much. For the most part, he doesn't dwell on it, how little sense so much of this makes, when he's gotten so much out of being here, but that makes him no less puzzled by shit like this. Here in front of them, it's impossible to ignore.