Obama is my shepherd, I better not want. He leadeth me beside still factories, He restoreth my faith in a third party, He guideth me in the path of unemployment.
Yeah, though I walk through the valley of the breadline, I shall not go hungry, For Obama has anointed my income with taxes, My expenses runneth over my income.
Surely, poverty and hard living will follow me all the days of my life.
The Democrats and I will live forever in a rented home.
But I am glad I am an American, I am glad I am free,
But I wish I was a dog and Obama a tree.