(instrumental intro)

Gonna lock down democracy.
For the Grand Old Party's top.
Missles and guns are what we need.
So our coup will never stop.

Gonna lock down democracy.
Use the fear that it will bring.
I'll throw in jail those who dare try
Stop the Bush's power fling.

I hate all them sentimental liberals,
'Cause I hear
God's voice say I'm right, by golly.
Hex them all for their own folly.

Gonna lock down democracy,
'Til the next Election Day.
Dubya's chances guaranteed,
In the good old fascist way.

(instrumental break)

I hate all them sentimental liberals
'Cause I hear
God's voice say I'm right by golly
Hex them all for their own folly

Gonna lock down democracy.
'Til the next Election Day.
Dubya's chances guaranteed
In the good... old... fascist... way!