(With all due appologies to L. Frank Baum, Time-Warner, and the Munchkins):

Ding Dong! The Prick is dead. Which old Prick? The Frickin' Prick!
Ding Dong! The Frickin' Prick is dead.
Wake up - sleepy head, rub your eyes, get out of bed.
Wake up, the Frickin' Prick 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 Frickin' Prick is dead!