Inquiry

Inquiry
Satire about Cheney's obsession with keeping the Bush administration's energy policy meetings secret
(Sung to the tune of "Diary" by Bread)

(instrumental intro)

There's no inquiry we're allowed to see
About our energy policy.
Under a court order, yet Cheney tries
To pull the wool over our eyes.
He said, "While I'm around, no papers to wait for."
Wouldn't you know him?
He wouldn't show them.

To White House, Congress sent subpoenas there.
Dick was offended that they'd dared.
It ticked him off, he threatened servers with
Charges of trespassing, prepared.
Cheney still tries to hide: on Enron he relied.
Wouldn't you know him?
He wouldn't show them.

Begone, ya scurvy dogs!
It's none of your damned business!

Cheney's background is now rife
With big scandals from past life.
Indiscreet things we may find.

There's no inquiry we're allowed to see
About our energy policy.
We heard rants from Big Dick; his fears now show.
It means he fears that we might see
Papers we've waited for, will never be set free.
Wouldn't you know him?
He wouldn't show them.

Cheney's background is now rife
With big scandals from past life.
Indiscreet things we may find,
Indiscreet things we may find.

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