Give me your tired your poor,
Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free,
The wretched refuse of your teeming shore.
Send these, the homeless, tempest-tossed to me,
I lift my lamp beside the golden door!

and another bit of song, on the subject. Sorry I don't remeber the poet name.

And through our nation's history her times of peace and war
An overwhelming wave of misery has washed up on our shore
They did not ask for any fortune, just a corner and a plate
And how they shone with pride and honor as they made our country great

Give me your hungry, your tired, your poor I'll piss on 'em
That's what the Statue of Bigotry says
Your poor huddled masses - let's club 'em to death
And get it over with and just dump 'em on the boulevard

Excerpt from Dirty Blvd., taken from the album "New York", Lou Reed 1989.

Why did you decide that this specific song is the Israeli equivalent?

Because we have to learn the bloody thing in school, that's why.