?ATTA WAY T’GO BOY!
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When you ran for office, you acted like a star,
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Now you’re in and we eat fish heads, while you eat caviar, and when you
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Promised us the good old days, you took us back so far,
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That we’re in the middle ages, now you’re acting like the Czar!! Hey!
Chorus (between each verse):
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Atta way t’go boy, atta way t’go!
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You really know your business, you really stole the show, yeah
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You showed us you were boss, no matter what the cost, so
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Atta way t’go boy, atta way t’go!
When PATCO stood their ground, you told ‘em, “Take a hike!”
Then you sent your Army in to scab and break the strike
No need to pray for safety for those airplanes in the night,
Jesus never joined a union, so God is on your side, right?!
You said the voters would be happy when you cut the tax
Then you tried to give the old folks and the ERA the axe!
Cut disabled, health care, artists, kids, Latinos and the Blacks,
While you and all your cabinet are driving Cadillacs!
Yes, you’re the Great White Father who approved the neutron bomb,
Protecting all your children with your magic Pentagon
And we’ll win every war, cause your logic is right on,
We’ll have factories to live in, when we’re dead and gone! Hey!
When the Polish Army took over the affair,
You were such a hero, your outrage filled the air,
You spoke out for Solidarity like a real millionaire,
Cause you support the unions, long as they stay over there!
Have you noticed Nicaraguans make your Generals tense?
But it’s the people from the countries that we help who hop our fence?
Can’t the Sandinistas understand, our dollars make good sense?
Let’s mine a couple harbors, . . maybe then they’ll be our friends!
You sent our boys into Grenada, y’said “To keep the peace!”
But it took attention off the mess you made in the Mid-east!
Who needs to check with Congress first, you handled them with ease,
Y’told ‘em “Commies in our backyard, and I’m Chief of Police!” Hey!
Y’say you want to save the peasants down in El Salvador
From all becoming communists, you say you’ve got the cure,
Our way of life is best, we have to teach it to the poor
So y’send the rich folks guns t’spread the word from door-to-door!
You’ve got proof that guy Kadahfi, is a terrorist, you say
But you won’t tell us what it is, so we’ll believe you anyway
He bombs victims who are innocent, so I guess that it’s okay
For you to bomb his wife and kill his kid and blow his house away!
(We have t’set a good example! Right!)
Written by by Peter Alsop, ©1984, Moose School Music (BMI)
On Bullets And Guitars (Anthology) – www.peteralsop.com