Who's a preacher and a nut. . .
Would rule by the Ten C's?
M-I-K-E-H-U-C-K-A-B-EE.
Should he win, we'd be there:
In '25, Tennessee.*
M-I-K-E-H-U-C-K-A-B-EE

Huckabee, the Ten C's.
For president, no preaching Baptist guy-uy-uy-uy.

Chump is wrong; he don't belong--
Then, out of luck we'd be.
M-I-K-E-H-U-C-K-A-B-EE

Huck bee a shmuck.
I'll be glum
If he wins the race.
Ay-yi-y-yi.

It's appalling--
He has a place
Leading the free world?
That thought's galling!

Who is the medieval nut. . .
Bad for democracy?
M-I-K-E-H-U-C-K-A-B-EE.
He would take us right there:
To a damned theocracy.
M-I-K-E-H-U-C-K-A-B-EE.

Huckabee, Tennessee.
Foe of every free-thinking gal and guy-uy-uy-uy.

Chump is wrong; he don't belong;
He had a yen to see
T-H-E-O-C-R-A-C-Y did he.

Epilogue:

Huckabee, 'vederci,
Adios, Adieu, Auf Wiedersehen,
Bye-bye, guy, bye.

Chump is wrong, does not belong
In this here century.
M-I-K-E-H-U-C-K-A-B-EE.


*year, location of the Scopes trial