Ronald-Reagan-omics!

This was written in 1984, shortly after the phrase "Ronald Reag-onomics was coined.

Ronald Reagan is the man,
Though some say "He is not
He claims "I'm doing everything!"
But most say "poppycock!"

Now I can't say just what he's doin',
A sitting up so high,
But don't he look good on that horse,
Outlined against that sky?

Ronald Reagan-omics,
A new phrase that we've heard,
Isn't self-explanatory,
Just ain't no good word.

All the press as we all know,
Ain't all Reagan-ites!
But don't he look grand on that horse,
Outlined against that sky?

His foreign policy is great,
Whether it's East, or South,
Though who cares 'bout empty guns?
See our Marines now!

Our man in office cries and sobs,
They call him, "A great guy!"
And don't he look "Oh so great?"
On that horse against that sky?

Election time is drawing near,
With Mondale out ahead,
But Hart is catching up real fast,
While Jackson's playing dead!

Jackson makes remarks 'bout Jews,
They say he's full of Malarky!
But some like Jackson, he's endorsed,
By the Moslems and Nazi party!

Ronald sits back with a smile,
He just won't be outdone.
Cause no one else will have a chance,
When all the sneakin's done!

Mondale criticizes Hart,
And Hart fires right on back!
They both beat Jackson 'bout his head,
But Jackson ain't so slack.

He digs at both and both are dumb,
Cause Jackson knows the ropes!
And secretly is Ronnie's man,
He thinks they all our dopes!

We know they lie can't tell the truth,
We know they all are phonies!
And when it comes to solemn oaths,
They're all bull of buhlonie!

While back inside the White house rooms,
Ronald just grins and sighs.
"Don't I look great on that horse?
Outlined against that sky!!"