Dear Mr. Scott,nI recently got your letter supporting gay rights, and how you'd like me in the fight.nI send regrets to you and your friends, it's hard to hear because my ears are plugged with my own career ambitions.nRe-Elect me this November!nSo sincerely,n-Your senatornnI think that this nation needs some invitations.nThis coming friday, we're taking congressnWith a strobe light, and a promise to reclaim democracynWith a righteous party!nAt a big white house,nWith plenty of couch space to crash if you get smashednAnd the tennants are always on vacation.nI'm pretty sure that everyone is coming out to Washington.nWe are constituants, this is their chance to represent.nnSo we stormed the floor of congressnWhere there was an awkward silencen'Till Ted Kennedy crossed the islenAnd said I could go for a high-ballnThe people cheered and said We'll take yanTo 1600 Pennsylvania!nOrren Hatch is there to DJnWith Slayer into Public EnemynTrent Lott showed up late with kid 'n playnNow this is really a house partynThe keg is kicked but that is okaynI gave the beer money to Tom DelaynnThere's a donkey on the helipad doing rail lines with an elephantnRick Sentorum's got his shirt off, I think he's grinding Michael ChertoffnWe'll play dress up with Obama, He looks good in Bush's pajamasnFeinstein sure knows how to rage. She puked in Miss Beazley's cage.nnWhen the cops come, go get Feingold.nHe can treat them to some Rheingold.nHey! Who brought the Zima?nI think it was Scalia.nLooks like Leiberman sort of passed out, in the middle of a make out.nTancredo's playing beer pong with illegal aliens. (hahaha)