[Verse 1] Welcome to the Jamboree For folks like you and quirky me Free room and board, a place to land Though the only job is shaking hands [Verse 2] If you arrived by land or sea The Jamboree's the place to be Grab your kazoo and join the throng Where every single thing goes slightly wrong [Chorus] Oh, the Jamboree! Where everyone's employed! (Sort of) And housing's free! (If you like cardboard) And healthcare's on the house! (Aspirin and good thoughts, perhaps) But the job prospects are still a hilarious collapse! [Verse 3] We boast of skills and talents grand From competitive thumb-wrestling to interpretive sand You'll find your niche, they enthusiastically claim Though most end up just shouting your own name [Bridge] Now some might say this life's absurd A gilded cage, each hopeful word A tiny lie we all agree to tell But hey, at least the communal singing's swell! [Chorus] Oh, the Jamboree! Where everyone's employed! (Technically true!) And housing's free! (Ventilation not included) And healthcare's on the house! (Apply directly to your imagination) But the job prospects remain a comical stagnation! [Verse 4] So raise a glass of lukewarm tea To the glorious, baffling Jamboree Where dreams come true... eventually? But the job prospects? Still hilariously empty!
