Prof should've been gone.
Knowing how he made her feel.
And he should've been gone.
After all his words of steel.
Oh he must've been a dreamer.
And he must've shut up or else.
And America's now over.
(Chorus:)
Lynn Cheney, her list
Grows on, grows on.
Lynn Cheney, her list
Grows on, grows on.
But she won't now let go.
She'll keep compiling, see.
You'd be fired and then sent home.
If you don't comply and agree.
But you know that there's a fever.
Oh that you'll never find nowhere else.
Can't you feel it burnin' on and on.
Lynn Cheney, her list
Grows on, grows on.
Lynn Cheney, her list
Grows on, grows on.
Now why don't you begone?
Overseas, far away!
And why don't you begone?
She don't want you to stay.
Lynn Cheney, her list
Grows on, grows on.
Lynn Cheney, her list
Grows on, grows on.
Lynn Cheney, her list
Grows on, grows on.
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