Ding-Dong!

Ding Dong! The Dick is dead. Which old Dick? The Wicked Dick!
Ding Dong! The Wicked Dick is dead.
Wake up - sleepy head, rub your eyes, get out of bed.
Wake up, the Wicked Dick is dead. He's gone where abusive demons go,
Below - below - below. Yo-ho, let's open up and sing and ring the bells out.
Ding Dong' the merry-oh, sing it high, sing it low.
Let them know
The Wicked Dick is dead!

Mayor
As Mayor of the Nachton City, In the County of the Land of Liberty, I welcome you most regally.

Barrister
But we've got to verify it legally, to see

Mayor
To see?

Barrister
If he

Mayor
If he?

Barrister
Is morally, ethic'lly

Friend No.1
Spiritually, physically

Friend No. 2
Positively, absolutely

Vampire Chorus
Undeniably and reliably Dead

Coroner
As Coroner of the city I must express, I thoroughly examined the remain'ed mess,
And he's not only merely dead, he's really most sincerely dead.

Mayor
Then this is a day of Independence For all the Tierneys and their descendants

Barrister
If any.

Mayor
Yes, let the joyous news be spread The wicked Old Dick at last is dead!