| THE FLETCHER MEMORIAL HOME |
| Pink Floyd |
| (Waters) |
| G | C | G/B | Am | |
| Take all your overgrown | infants away, | some | where, |
| D | Bb+ | Bm | A/C# | |
| And build them a | home, a little | place of their | own. |
| D | Em | C | D | Em7 | D/F# | G | C | |
| The | Fletcher Memorial | Home for incurable | tyrants | and | kings. |
| G | C | G/B | Am | |
| And | they can appear to them | selves every day, |
| D | Bb+ | Bm | A/B | Bm | |
| On closed circuit | T.V. to make | sure they're still | real. |
| C | D | Em | |
| It's the only connec | tion they | feel. |
| Cmaj7 | |
| "Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome | Reagan and Haig, |
| D | |
| Mr. Begin and friend, Mrs. | Thatcher and Paisley, |
| Cmaj7 | |
| Mr. | Brezhnev and party, the ghost of McCarthy, |
| D | |
| The memories of Nixon. And | now adding colour, |
| G | D/F# | C | |
| A | group of anonymous | Latin-American meat | packing glitterati." |
| Em | D | |
| Did they expect us to treat them with any res | pect? |
| G | D/F# | C | |
| They can | polish their | medals and | sharpen their smiles, |
| G | D/F# | C | |
| And a | muse themse | lves playing | games for a while. |
| G | D/F# | C | Em | add9 | |
| Boom boom | , bang bang, | lie down you're | dea | d. |
| G | D/F# | Em | D/F# | G | D/F# | Em | D | Cmaj7 | D | G | D/F# | C | D | G | D/F# | Cmaj7 | D | G | D/F# | Cmaj7 | Em | add9 | G | C | G/B | Am | |
| Safe in the permanent | gaze of a cold | glass | eye, |
| D | Bb+ | Bm | |
| With their favorite | toys, they'll be | good girls and | boys. |
| A/C# | D | Em | C | D | Em7 | D/F# | G | |
| In | the | Fletcher Memorial | Home for colonial | wasters of | life | and | limb. |
| D/F# | C | G | D/F# | C | add9 | |
| Is everone in? | Are you | having | a nice | ti | me? |
| D/F# | C | Em | add9 | |
| Now the | final so | lution can be ap | pli | ed. |
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| Updated: April 7/98 |