Pink Floyd - The Fletcher Memorial Home lyrics
[Pink Floyd - The Fletcher Memorial Home lyrics]
Infants away somewhere
And build them a home
A little place of their own
The Fletcher Memorial Home
For Incurable Tyrants and Kings
And they can appear to themselves every day
On closed circuit TV
To make sure they’re still real
It’s the only connection they feel
Ladies and gentlemen
Please welcome Reagan and Haig
Mr begin and friend, Mrs thatcher
And Paisley (Hello Maggie)
Mr brezhnev and party (Scusi dov’è il bar?)
The ghost of McCarthy
And the memories of Nixon
And now, adding colour (Da questa parte)
A group of anonymous Latin-American
Meat packing glitterati"
Did they expect us to treat
Them with any respect?
They can polish their medals
And sharpen their smiles
And abuse 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 their favourite toy
They’ll be good girls and boys
In the Fletcher Memorial Home for colonial
Wasters of life and limb
Is everyone in? Are you having a nice time?
(Goodbye)
Now the final solution can be applied