The Fools on the Hill

Day after day, on Capitol hill,
Con(gress)men with the foolish grins,
Are keeping perfectly still.

But nobody wants to know them,
They can see that they’re just some fools,
And they never give an answer,

But the fools on Capitol hill,
See America’s sun going down,
And the eyes in their heads,
See the world spinning 'round.

Well, on the way down,
Talking heads in a cloud,
 535 voices talking perfectly loud
But nobody cares to hear them,
or the sound they appear to make,
and they never seems to notice,

But the fools on Capitol hill,
See America’s sun going down,
And the eyes in their heads,
See the world spinning 'round.

And nobody seems to like Obama,
They can tell what he wants to do,
He always shows his feelings,

But the fools on Capitol hill,
See America’s sun going down,
And the eyes in their heads,
See the world spinning 'round.

Ooh, ooh,
Round and round and round.

And Obama never listens to them,
He knows that they're the fools
They don't like him,

But the fools on Capitol hill,
See America’s sun going down,
And the eyes in their heads,
See the world spinning 'round.

Ooh, down the drain,

Round and round and round,

Salute! America goes down.