Rock
Him, Cheney
Bush asks Dick maybe
He would share his power
Punish those men that tried to treat him wrong
Treat like a baby
Awaiting his tomorrow
It's rock him Cheney, rock him, Cheney
All night long
He needs an answer to his confusion
Someone to guide him through sloppiness
But if he's asking for a solution
All that he gets
You know, it's something like this:
Don't know where wealth comes from
Don't know where we're going to
But if all of this should have a reason
We would be the last to know
So let's just hope there is a promised land
Hang on till then as best we can
Everybody's ill you know it
Tired of his 'compassion'
That's why he tries
To steal your rights alone
He helps the greedy in his own fashion
And tries to give them all we own
He needs an answer to his confusion
Someone to guide him through sloppiness
But if he's asking for a solution
All that he gets
You know it's something like this:
Don't know where wealth comes from
Don't know where we're going to
But if all of this should have a reason
We would be the last to know
So let's just hope there is a promised land
Hang on till then as best we can
Rock him Cheney, rock him Cheney
All night long...
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