Ding dong Saddam is dead

Ding Dong! The Saddam is dead.
Which old Saddam?
The Wicked Saddam!
Ding Dong! The Wicked Saddam is dead.

Wake up - sleepy head, rub your eyes, get out of bed.
Wake up, the Wicked Saddam is dead.
He's gone where the goblins 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 Saddam is dead!

(Mayor)
As Mayor of the Baghdad City,
In the County of the Land of Iraq,
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

(Father No.1)
Spiritually, physically

(Father No. 2)
Positively, absolutely

(Munchkins)
Undeniably and reliably dead

(Coroner)
As Coroner I must confirm,
I thoroughly examined him.
And he's not only merely dead,
he's really most sincerely dead.

(Mayor)
Then this is a day of Independence,
For all the Iraquis and their descendants.

(Barrister)
If any.

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