Cheney, Dick, was the name,
And he served on the Bushville train
VeePees are always fair game
For com-edy potshot aim
Since the year of Two Thousand Five,
Beyond a hard fought election drive
The barbs would vent, two terms, not quell
It's a time we remember, oh so well..

The way they drove old Dick C. down
The funny jokes kept zingin'
The way they drove old Dick C. down
He was fodder for flingin'

They'd say,
Guess - what Dick Cheney did,
Guess - what Old Cheney did,
Again..

They served him up like...cake and tea
He'd make humor history
You live dang'rously
If you're an a-ttorn-ey
And with him - huntin', Duck!
To old Dick C. you might look like a Buck
He could make you bleed, and need clinic rest
If you're gonna' survive, best wear a purple vest

The way they drove Old Dick C. down
Those funny jokes were zingin'
The way they drove Old Dick C. down
He was fodder for flingin'

They'd say,
Guess - what Dick Cheney did,
Guess - what Old Cheney did,
Again

Went down to West Virginia,
Cracked an incest joke
Had to say he was sorry,
For the miscue he spoke..
Heart attacks were punned, not off base
How the heck did Cheney save his face
Took a lotta' flack, stayed on his feet
They could not keep Old Dick down
He'd just take the heat..

The way they drove old Dick C. down
The late night crew kept zingin'
The way they drove old Dick C. down
He was fodder for flingin'

They'd say,
Guess - what Dick Cheney did,
Guess - what Old Cheney did,
Again

Guess - what Dick Cheney did,
Guess - what Old Cheney did,
Again