Dear Mrs. Reagan Lyrics - Phish

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 Reagan 

Gun your husband down 

You'll collect insurance 

Make our country sound 

Dear Mrs Reagan, gun your husband down, 

Save us from this awful fate 

George Bush will be our next president! 

Dear Mr Reagan, your hair is really swell 

Buy another missile and damn the poor to hell 

Pump up our resources, 

You'll make us strong abroad 

Foreign country leaders 

Know that you're a fraud 

Oh Ron, you're such a patriot 

We think that you're an idiot 

Everybody's singing this time 

Oh Mrs Reagan, Mrs Reagan, gun your husband down, 

Don't this let injustice reign, 

It's Ron you must uncrown 

Oh Mrs Reagan, gun your husband down 

Send him out to pasture 

His brain cannot be found