I can see the jobless rate just hit 8.1,
In a country just run down by a Texas bum.
Bum bound, another job fair,
I’ve got 37 resumes and I don’t care.
Bum bound, another job fair,
I’ve got 37 youngin’s givin’ me bad stares.

He’d been voted president by mistake and then,
Started war with Iraq instead of Bin Laden.
Some nights I know he don’t sleep,
Knowing 70% of us thought he was a creep.
Some day his smirk will be gone,
But can still see his little 9/11 yawn.

Unemployment benefits are my only pay,
Till I finally get the call, “see you on Monday”.
Bum bound, another job fair,
I’ve got 37 resumes and I don’t care.
Some nights I know he’s awake
Thinkin’ 70% of us thought he was a fake.

I can see the USA coming back real strong,
With an honest president who really means no wrong.
Some day recession will cease,
And the stock market levels surely will increase.
Bum bound, it’s my last job fair,
Goin’ to work Monday morning, gonna keep it I swear.
Bum bound, we learn from mistakes,
Like the wheat and the chaff, the real deal from the fakes.
Some day depression will end,
When I cash my first paycheck cause I’m workin’ again.