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 ol’ Ronnie it’s all okay
- Phish, Dear Mrs. Reagan


0 Responses to “Out of Hell”