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Oh what a circus, what a show! America has gone to town Over the death of a actor Named Ronald Reagan It's quite a sunset And good for the country In a roundabout way We've made the front page of all The world's papers today!
But who is the Saint Ronald Reagan? Why all this howling, hysterical sorrow? What sort of godling Has lived among us How will we ever get by without him?
He had his moments He had some style But the best show in town was the crowd Out side the U.S. White House Shouting 'Ronald Reagan!' But that's all gone now And as soon as the smoke from the funeral clears We're all going to see how HE DID NOTHING FOR YEARS
You've let down your people, Ron Reagan You were supposed to have been immortal That's all they wanted Not much to ask for But in the end you could not deliver...
SING! You fools, but you've got it wrong Enjoy your prayers for you haven't got long Your star is gone, the glamor's worn thin That's a pretty sad state for a state to be in Instead of government we had a stage Instead of ideals a prima donna's rage Instead of help we were given a crowd He didn't say much, but he said it loud
And who am I Who dares to keep His head held high While millions weep? Why the exception to the mood? Opportunist? Traitor? Fool? Or just a man Who grew and saw From 17 until he was 24 His country bled, Crucified He's not the only one who died!
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