Ding Dong! The Ted is dead. Which old Ted? The Wicked Ted!
Ding Dong! The Wicked Ted is dead.
Wake up – sleepy head, rub your eyes, get out of bed.
Wake up, the Wicked Ted 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 Ted is dead!
As Coroner I must aver, I thoroughly examined him.
And he’s not only merely dead, he’s really most sincerely dead.
As Mayor I do Declare
Then this is a day of Independence
For all Americans and their descendants
Yes, let the joyous news be spread
The wicked Old Ted at last is dead!