The Fletcher Memorial Home
Pink Floyd
[Verse 1]
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

[Verse 2]
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 (Hello Maggie!)
Mr. Brezhnev and party
(Scusi dov’è il bar?)
The ghost of McCarthy,
And the memories of Nixon
And now, adding colour (Who’s the bald chap?)
A group of anonymous Latin-American meat packing glitterati"
Did they expect us to treat them with any respect?
[Bridge]
They can polish their medals and sharpen their smiles,
And abuse themselves playing games for awhile
Boom boom, bang bang, lie down you’re dead

[Guitar Solo]

[Verse 3]
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

[Outro]
Is everyone in?
Are you having a nice time?
(Goodbye!)
Now the final solution can be applied
Write the lyrics for a rock song made in 1983, titled "The Fletcher Memorial Home", by artist "Pink Floyd".