Phish
Phish - Dear Mrs. Reagan lyrics
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Dear Mrs. Reagan, I hope you're feeling well Fighting drugs and abortion will keep you out of hell Send in the troops, they'll shut the system down Take away their leaders and replace them all with clowns Out in the Rose Garden, time for a speech Make up your face so it looks like a peach Aw, Nancy dear, what shall I say? Tell ole Ronnie it's all OK. Oh Mrs Reagan, Mrs ReaganGun your husband downYou'll collect insuranceMake our country soundDear Mrs Reagan, gun your husband down,Save us from this awful fateGeorge Bush will be our next president!Dear Mr Reagan, your hair is really swellBuy another missile and damn the poor to hellPump up our resources,You'll make us strong abroadForeign country leadersKnow that you're a fraudOh Ron, you're such a patriotWe think that you're an idiotEverybody's singing this timeOh Mrs Reagan, Mrs Reagan, gun your husband down,Don't this let injustice reign,It's Ron you must uncrownOh Mrs Reagan, gun your husband downSend him out to pastureHis brain cannot be found