You Terrorist You!

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Well, Arafat shuffling off of his no doubt grimy mortal coil provoked the following ditty.

To the the tune of “(I’ll Be Glad When You’re Dead) You Rascal You” Sam Theard; 1931 (Lyrics, MIDI via Doc Wilson’s Ragtime MIDI files)


Oh, I’m glad that you’re dead, you terrorist you!
Oh, I’m glad that you’re dead, you terrorist you!
You’re rotting in your grave, a lot of lives that will save,
Oh, I’m glad that you’re dead, you terrorist you!

You fooled a lot folks, you terrorist you!
You fooled a lot folks, you terrorist you!
Leftists everywhere, like to kiss your derriere
So, I’m glad that you’re dead, you terrorist you!

You stole a lot of dough, you terrorist you!
You stole a lot of dough, you terrorist you!
The folks at the E.U. want to have a word with you,
So it’s too bad that you’re dead, you terrorist you!

Now we can have some peace, you terrorist you!
Now we can have some peace, you terrorist you!
If we can’t get a peace, your successors we will grease,
So be glad that you’re dead, you terrorist you!

Wish they’d hung you on a tree, you terrorist you!
Wish they’d hung you on a tree, you terrorist you!
Wish they’d hung you on a tree, then shipped your body C.O.D.
Still, I’m glad that you’re dead, you terrorist you!

Feel free to add additional verses in the comments.

2 thoughts on “You Terrorist You!”

  1. Or:

    He’s gone where the goblins go,
    Below, below, below!
    Yo-ho! Yo-ho! Yo-ho! Let’s sing,
    And ring the bells, for:
    Ding-dong, the derry-o,
    Sing it high! Sing it low!
    Let them know
    That Arafat is dead!

  2. The Whole Scene:

    MCS—Glinda looks to f.g. and speaks—Munchkins in b.g. —

    GLINDA
    The Wicked Old Witch at last is dead!

    LS—Dorothy in carriage—Glinda standing on dais at left—carriage
    moves toward b.g. followed by procession of soldiers—CAMERA BOOMS
    forward as carriage turns and comes toward f.g.—Munchkins sing and
    dance —

    MUNCHKINS
    (sing)
    Ding Dong! The Wicked Witch is dead.
    Which old Witch?
    The Wicked Witch!
    Ding Dong! The Wicked Witch is dead.
    Wake up, you sleepy head.
    Rub your eyes
    Get out of bed.
    Wake up, the Wicked…

    MLS—Dorothy in carriage—CAMERA PANS right slightly with her—she
    exits right as procession of soldiers enter and march to right—CAMERA
    TRUCKS back —

    MUNCHKINS
    (sing)
    …Witch is dead!
    She’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….

    LS—Carriage with Munchkins following—CAMERA TRUCKS back slightly as
    carriage comes forward to steps at right —

    MUNCHKINS
    (sing)
    …low
    Let them know
    The Wicked Witch is dead!

    MLS—Three Heralds move forward from building—Mayor enters and comes
    forward followed by Barrister and City Fathers—CAMERA BOOMS back over
    Dorothy in carriage in f.g.—Mayor moves to carriage—Dorothy steps
    from the carriage and Mayor leads her toward the b.g. —

    MCS—Dorothy and Mayor—Mayor leads her to Barrister and City Fathers
    — turns and speaks—Barrister and City Fathers and Mayor sing —

    MAYOR
    As Mayor of the Munchkin City
    In the County of the Land of Oz
    I welcome you most regally

    BARRISTER
    But we’ve got to verify it legally
    To see…

    MAYOR
    To see?

    BARRISTER
    If she…

    MAYOR
    If she?

    BARRISTER
    Is morally, ethic’ly

    FATHER NO. 1
    Spiritually, physically

    FATHER NO. 2
    Positively, absolutely

    ALL OF GROUP
    Undeniably and reliably
    Dead!

    MCS—Glinda on dais of fountain—she looks o.s. to f.g. and smiles —

    MLS—Coroner moves up steps toward the r.f.g.—CAMERA PANS right
    slightly as he moves to Mayor and Dorothy—unrolls scroll and sings —
    scroll reads: CERTIFICATE OF DEATH —

    CORONER
    As Coroner, I must aver
    I thoroughly examined her.
    And she’s not only merely dead,
    She’s really, most sincerely dead.

    MLS—Dorothy, Mayor, Barrister and City Fathers—Mayor steps forward
    and looks to the f.g. and sings —

    MAYOR
    Then this is a day of Independence
    For all the Munchkins and their descendants!

    BARRISTER
    If any!

    MAYOR
    Yes, let the joyous news be spread.

    LS—Mayor, Dorothy, Barrister, City Fathers and Munchkins gathered at
    steps—Mayor speaks—Munchkins cheer and dance —

    MAYOR
    The Wicked Old Witch at last is dead!

    MUNCHKINS
    (sing)
    Ding Dong! The Witch is dead.
    Which old witch?
    The Wicked Witch!

    MLS—Munchkins move up steps to the left—CAMERA BOOMS up with them
    and holds on kids sleeping in nest—BOOMS on and then down as Munchkins
    come forward from between huts and sing and dance —

    MUNCHKINS
    (sing)
    Ding Dong! The Wicked Witch is dead!
    Wake up, you sleepy head!
    Rub your eyes,
    Get out of bed.
    Wake up, the Wicked Witch is dead!
    She’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 Witch is dead!

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