I was listening to some songs by my favorite band when I was
a teen. Camper Van Beethoven. So there was this song about Reagan and nostalgia
for that era. Like mike grandparents would have thought in 1949.
'Cause he's always
living back in Dixon
Circa nineteen
forty-nine
And we're all sitting
at the fountain
At the five and dime
'Cause he's living in
some B-movie
The lines they are so
clearly drawn
In black and white
life is so easy
And we're all coming
along on this one
'Cause he's on a
secret mission
Headquarters just
radioed in
He left his baby at
the dancehall
While the band plays
on, some sweet song
And on a mission over
China
The lady opens up her
arms
The flowers bloom
where you have placed them
And the lady smiles,
just like mom
Angels' wings are
icing over
McDonnell Douglas
olive drab
They bear the names of
our sweethearts
And the captain
smiles, as we crash
'Cause in the mind of
Ronald Reagan
Wheels they turn and
gears they grind
Buildings collapse in
slow motion
And trains collide,
everything is fine
Everything is fine
Everything is fine
It makes perfect sense now. These white people in Michigan,
when you could still get a good job at the car plant, have four kids, drive a
station wagon to Disneyland once with them. The good stuff. But boy, are they stupid. None of that is
coming back. We can still fly to Disneyland or Disney World, but we have gun
nuts, nuts of all sorts shooting people all over the place like that Orlando
thing. And Los Angeles is full of homeless people if you go to Disneyland.
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