Nancy Reagan's Head - Mission Of Burma

Fat lot of good it’s done you

Tryin' to play the fool

When we know full well

You know your ass from your apercu

This club has standards, many

Try to come up short

That touch of thickness that makes a

Proper mesomorph, proper mesomorph

Five-foot-one

Eyes as cold as stone

Topped off by that hard blackened helmet

And I’m haunted by the freakish size of Nancy Reagan’s head

(No way that thing came with that body)

(instrumental breakdown)

We, believe, believe

If, we, believe

Strike up the band, it’s official

You’ve got my back

Next thing I know, I got me

A chronic pain in the sacroliliac

Think it’s funny?

laugh

Want your money back?

Count it out, then

One-two-three-four-five-foot-one

Eyes as cold as stone

Topped off by that fierce viking helmet

And I’m haunted by the freakish size of Nancy Reagan’s head

(No way that thing came with that body)

And Roxy Music came to save the world

And all I got was this lousy T-shirt

And I’m haunted by the freakish size of Nancy Reagan’s head

(No way that thing came with that body)

(Instrumental fadeout)