REAGAN Music and Lyrics by JB Minton

REAGAN

When I was only six years old,
I shook Reagan’s hand.
Never did I feel skin so cold.
I could swear that he was a dead man.
Riding in a bullet proof limo,
gun-man watching the car.
The bloviating scarecrow, a media superstar.
Ronnie went and armed the world,
and then he forgot his name.
Ronnie went and armed the world,
and nothing’s ever been the same.
If the White House is closed, we can climb the walls.
Take it to the circle that started it all.
They can answer all the questions that we never would know.
And we can sacrifice the nation on a reality show.
A solar panel roof on the White House,
Removal by the corporate czars.
Filabusting game of cat and mouse.
Surveillance from the field of stars.
A crack head is born in the ghetto
with drugs from the Contra affair.
We sold arms to the brown and the yellow,
turned our backs on our own in despair.
Ronnie went and armed the world,
and then he forgot his name.
Ronnie went and armed the world,
and nothing’s ever been the same.
If the White House is closed, we can climb the walls.
We can read the Constitution that started it all.
We can answer all the questions that they don’t want to show.
We can sacrifice the system for the people at home.