I was working for the Census, twenty-ten
Compiling false statistics on phantom men
When a fellow from ACORN happened by
And challenged me then and there to a lie
We didn't dare call it a conspiracy
But we made a beeline to the cemetery
We paused by the tombstones and took down notes
Obama will win again with dead men's votes

Dead men vote, though they've passed away
Dead men vote, on the rolls they stay
Dead men vote, it's the Chicago way
Obama wins when dead men vote

In the land of the living on election day
Conservative Republicans were having their way
When "Racism!" Democrats began to shout
Started looking for the ballots that would cancel them out
The precinct captain cried "I think I see 'em!"
And he called on the ghosts from the mausoleum
They held the polls open and that's all she wrote
Democracy dies when dead men vote

Dead men vote, they don't show I.D.
Dead men vote, they're all "absentee"
Dead men vote, illegally
The left will win when dead men vote

(spoken)

The next thing I remember was a government thug
Wiping his jackboots on my living room rug
I'll never forget that bone-chilling fright
I guess I know now what the right said was right

(sung)

Freedom dies when dead men vote

My guns are gone, they took them away
Freedom of speech, I just can't say
Churches are closed, forbidden to pray
Freedom dies when dead men vote
Dead men vote....