The fletcher memorial home
take all your overgrown infants away somewhere
and build them a home a little place of their own
the fletcher memorial
home for incurable tyrants & kings
and they can appear to themselves every day
on closed circuit t.v.
to make sure they're still real
it's the only connection they feel
'ladies & gentlemen, please welcome reagan & haig
mr. begin & friend mrs. thatcher & paisley
mr. brezhnev & party
the ghost of mccarthy
the memories of nixon
and now adding colour a group of anonymous latin
american meat packing glitterati'
did they expect us to treat them with any respect
they can polish their medals & sharpen their
smiles, & amuse themselves playing games for a while
boom boom, bang bang, lie down you're dead
safe in the permanent gaze of a cold glass eye
with their favourite toys
they'll be good girls & boys
in the fletcher memorial home for colonial
wasters of life & limb
is everyone in?
are you having a nice time?
now the final solution can be applied
