G
You know old Ronnie Reagan
C
He was a shoe salesman's son
D
He got himself in the movies
G
He impressed everyone
G
He thought trial by fire
C
Was America's fate
D
He made a joke of the poor people
G
And that made him a saint
[Pre Chorus]
C
But he was tan enough, he was rich enough
C G
He was handsome like John Wayne
C
And there was no one at the country club
D
Who didn't feel the same
[Chorus]
G
But it's a, it's a little uncanny
C
What he managed to do
D C G
Got me to read those Russian authors through and through
[Intro Riff]
G C D G
[Verse]
G
I miss Christopher Hitchens
C
I miss Oliver Sacks
D
I miss poor Robin Williams
G
I miss Sylvia Plath
G
Every morning's a desert
C
Every night is a flood
D
They say a party can kill you
G
Well sometimes I wish it would
[Pre Chorus]
C
But I'll get strong enough, I'll be man enough
C G
To keep myself in check
C
'Cause all my friends that flew to town
C D
Said that's what they expect
[Chorus]
G
But it's a, it's a little uncanny
C
What they managed to do
D C G
Made me admit to things I knew were never true
[Intro Riff] x2
G C D G x2
G C G