Country Dick was a man
Big as the Rio Grande
His voice did boom like thunder
But that evil rotten turd
Mr. Mike Perv
Laid Country Dick six feet under
Country Dick played the drums
Like he was fuckin' nuns
Behind the rectory
He was pure rock 'n roll
Chaos in his soul
He came to set us free
Country Dick had three wives
He told them bald-faced lies
With women he sure was brave
But that evil rotten turd
Mr. Mike Perv
Laid Country Dick in his grave
(Put him down)
Country Dick was our king
The truth he did sing
He died mid-song on stage
Killed by record company cheaters
Bean-counting wife beaters
He would not be a slave
But friend, don't be sad
'Cause Country Dick is dead
His voice raves on forever
And this big ol' planet Earth
Has just given birth
To a brand new hell-raisin' trouble maker
Let's hoist a glass to our friend
Let the drinkin' begin
Eat some 'shrooms right now
Play poker 'til dawn
Dean Martin records on
And all rear back and begin to howl
Lemme tell ya
Country Dick was a man
Big as the Rio Grande
His voice did boom like thunder
But that evil rotten turd
Mr. Mike Perv
Laid Country Dick, laid Country Dick
Put Country Dick six feet under
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