We Love Those Firearms
(Sung to the tune "My Honey's Lovin' Arms")

We love those firearms
On Cheney's funny farm,
A chance to shoot a few when Dick gets lonely.

Each morn, more doggy hair,
For while Scalia's there,
He'll redress each little mess,
And will bless our need for money.

We love him more each day
And know the more we play
He'll find for his shooting buddies only.

He's always come on strong
To help hide something wrong.
God bless Dick Cheney's firearms.

Music by Joseph Meyer
Alternate Lyric by Bob Carlson
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7/4/04