Sung to the tune of Chuck Berry's "Johnny B. Goode"

Way up in New York City close to Turtle Bay
In Secretariat, where all the proud flags wave
United Nations mischief pointed to one man
A Secretary-General named Kofi Annan
He didn't implement the U.N. charter so well
But he could chaperone fraud just like ringing a bell

Go Go
Go Kofi Go Go
Go Kofi Go Go
Go Kofi Go Go
Go Kofi Go Go Go
Kofi Begone

Saddam Hussein was building WMDs
He'd just been beat in war and couldn't stand the peace
Sanctions wouldn't stop Saddam's demented plans
We were just about to send him to the promised land
Saddam was gonna sink but old Kofi let him swim
Then Kofi said "I think I can do business with him"

Go Go
Go Kofi Go Go
Go Kofi Go Go
Go Kofi Go Go
Go Kofi Go Go Go
Kofi Begone

It's shameful where the oil money's being found
The dough that was supposed to feed Iraqi mouths
Moscow, Paris, Galloway, Benon Sevan
And monkey business leading back to Kofi's own son
Norm Coleman said, "Hey Kofi, hit the road and thank the stars
"With a record like your own your ass belongs behind bars"

Go Go
Go Kofi Go Go
Go Kofi Go Go
Go Kofi Go Go
Go Kofi Go Go Go
Kofi Begone