Hey, hey, my, my
Deathless soul, he'll never die
There's more to John Kerry
Than meets the eye
Hey, hey, my, my

Time out of mind, his soul was born
To lords below a dark oath was sworn
Money and power, are his domain
In two thousand and four, the grand prize he'll claim

Some deeds are known, some are best forgotten
Many the wars that the Old One fought in
An immortal hunger... thirst for power not quenched
Come November he'll be President

Hey, hey, ho, ho
Sold his soul to the powers below
Ho, ho, hey, hey
Johnny Kerry is here to stay

(frenzied guitar solo)

In 1460 they called him Vlad (the Impaler) (the Impaler)
Made some Romanian peasants sad (he impaled 'em) (ate their innards)
In 1520... he went by "Cortez"
Waded in Aztec blood, history says

In 1902 he was called "Fritz Kohn" (wrath of Kohn) (wrath of Kohn)
Became Fritz Kerry and a century on (call 'im John) (call 'im John)
He married ketchup, kinda takes him back
And now he the leader of the Democrat pack

Hey, hey, my, my
Deathless soul, he'll never die
There's more to John Kerry
Than meets the eye
Hey, hey, my, my


(demonic guitar wails for 11 minutes)


No need for Botox to smooth his head
He got the power to raise the dead
Even the Bosox... will see victory
In 2004... year of John Kerry

(guitars mimic locust, horsemen, nuclear Armageddon... cut to crashing ocean, and voice of Charleton Heston: "Damn them all! Damn them all to hell!" )