Floyd Pink The Fletcher Memorial Home Lyrics

The Fletcher Memorial Home Lyrics

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 and 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 and gentlemen, please welcome reagan and haig 

mr. begin and friend mrs. thatcher and paisley 

mr. brezhnev and 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 and sharpen their 

smiles, and 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 and boys 

in the fletcher memorial home for colonial 

wasters of life and limb



is everyone in? 

are you having a nice time? 

now the final solution can be applied