This has been a long standing favorite.
 
This album really makes me feel something every time I listen to it.
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