[to tune of Hello Muddah, Hello Faddah . . . Camp Granada]
Hello voters, while we're puttin',
Here we are at, Camp Do-Nuttin'
Camp is where we, rest and play,
It's about the same as every other day.
I was talkin', with John Boehner,
He said Barry, had gotten lamer.
Why not sue him, after dinner.
He is nothin' but a commie leftist sinner!
All those kids there, down at the border,
We're much tougher, and much older.
Plus we're feeling, rather smarmy,
We'd rather give instead to the Israeli Army!
Camp Do-Nuttin', now it's swell,
You're not Congress, go to hell!
Your min'mum wage, is just fine,
Now bring me another nice big glass of wine.
You're outta' work, them's the breaks,
At Camp Do-Nuttin', we got steaks!
The check's used up, you cry boo-hoo,
Unemployment help's a thing we didn't do.
You shoulda' learned to, fundraise dinner,
Then you'd really, be a winner.
Ask Paul Ryan, budget-maker,
How to cut off all the moochers and the takers!
We'll be back in, five weeks or so,
Then maybe work, in time for snow.
It's lotsa' blockin', and some cuttin',
But mostly our work is just doin' nuttin'!