= Jobless America =
(to the tune of Irving Berlin's God Bless America, [[ https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rEJo7x9y3D4 | Kate Smith 1938 version ]] with introduction )

 . While the workers gather, far across the sea
 . Let us wonder how, we stopped being free
 . Let us all remember, old workplaces fair
 . As we search for jobs, now no longer there

 . Jobless America, no work for me
 . Eating dog food, and un-shoe'd
 . As I hunt for a job and a home

 . From the strip malls, to the Walmart
 . To the Starbucks, brown with foam
 . Jobless America
 . My homeless home