Gil Scott-Heron - Re-Ron [HQ Audio]

Single from 1984. Lyrics: Ah yes, they’re off and running again. The campaign trail And doesn’t he look like himself? Back in the saddle again Roy Rogers and Buck Rogers Rutherford B. Hayes and Gabby Hayes Marlon Perkins and Carl Perkins In the dead of night we’ve seen it all: Boy George in drag? Or was Maggie Thatcher RayGun in drag? Maggie and Jiggs, what a gig they got That’s the big problem It’s a Re-Ron, it’s like Geritol It’s Jerry Mahoney and off the bleepin’ wall He’s terrorized and jeopardized And severed ties and sent our spies To plant them mines and promoted lies All for the bottom line We don’t need no Re-Ron We don’t need no Re-Ron, you know We don’t need no Re-Ron We’ve seen all the Re-Rons before Yes but there he is. Running again Re-running. Re-ronning. it’s a Re-Ron A Re-Ron as predicted before the world-wide threat was inflicted All those recent damages, all those recent nerve changes Re-freezing the Cold War and lighting a fire under the hot one Banging on the war drums We’re listening to the rhythm-ah, rhythm-ah, rhythm-ah Come for me It’s a Re-Ron, Milton Berle It’s the Duke of Wayne and the Duke of Earl Orson Welles doing War of the Worlds It’s the Hardy Boys and Georgy Girl It’s a Re-Ron, a corruption piece With Raymond Donovan and Edwin Meese It’s a Re-Ron, it’s the Latin Plan Here’s our star - Nacho Man! We don’t need no Re-Ron We don’t need no Re-Ron, you know We don’t need no Re-Ron We’ve seen all the Re-Rons before It’s beyond reel-to-reel and Shogun to RayGun And no-one has been psyched by the cosmetic set changes And the minimal shuffling of the deck of the cast of characters Attila the Haig transformed into Peanuts Called Schultz up on Capitol Hill A dead ringer for the Cowardly Lion from The Wizard of Oz, And we keep expecting to hear him say: “We’re off to see the Arabs Off to see the Arabs Off to see the Arabs.“ Or just off and up the yellow brick road Another war drummer from the Cap Weinberger school of arms-pushing overkill And the Henry Kissinger Peace Academy We don’t need no Re-Ron We don’t need no Re-Ron, you know We don’t need no Re-Ron We’ve seen all the Re-Rons before And through it all we closed our eyes, didn’t we, at 33 and 1/3 Going down for the third time under the 3rd degree. Watching a third of all our fellow Americans breaking their backs for third-class citizenship Taking a third less home on payday because of wild inflation While thirty years after segregation was tried and banished from the nation, here it comes again: Discrimination! And the world watching our reaction to the 3rd World Because the stakes are the Third World War It’s the neutron bomb for Lebanon He’s the gladiator invader of Grenada! It’s millions more for El Salvador And he’s up to his ‘keisters’ with the Sandinistas! Would we take Fritz without Grits? We’d take Fritz the Cat Would we take Jesse Jackson? Hell, we’d take Michael Jackson! We don’t need no Re-Ron We don’t need no Re-Ron, you know We don’t need no Re-Ron We’ve seen all the Re-Rons before A Re-Ron, the late late show A black-and-white flick from ages ago A Re-Ron, the late late show Ain’t we seen this film somewhere before? It’s a Re-Ron, the late late show A black-and-white flick from ages ago A Re-Ron, the late late show Ain’t we seen this film somewhere before? We don’t need no Re-Ron We don’t need no Re-Ron, you know We don’t need no Re-Ron We’ve seen all the Re-Rons before And then there’s the matter of stage presence My doesn’t he look like himself? A Re-Ron, doesn’t he look like himself? The face never changes, nor political stance He’s constantly smiling, a Greek comedy mask So cool - roll the camera, the hair’s in place The same old tales with the same clichés It’s a Re-Ron, a time machine Stuck in reverse and filming what he sees Twenty years gone with the point of a gun To hell with reality , places everyone! It’s a Re-Ron, the late late show Starring Curly the RayGun, Larry and Moe It’s a Re-Ron, nostalgia gets torn Mom and apple pie and “No place like home“ Leave It To Beaver and The Twilight Zone. Can’t you face it goddamnit Yesterday’s gone! We don’t need no Re-Ron We don’t need no Re-Ron, you know We don’t need no Re-Ron We’ve seen all the Re-Rons before It’s a rerun, déjà vu There’s War Games like Captain Kangaroo No matter the scenery, no matter the score Dropping out was copping out, we heard it before A Re-Ron, the late late show A black-and-white flick from ages ago A migraine headache that you had before Like a Saturday morning cartoon show It’s a Re-Ron, the late late show A black-and-white flick from ages ago A Re-Ron, the late late show Cinematic garbaggio A Re-Ron, the late late show A black-and-white flick from ages ago A Re-Ron, the late late show Hey baby, ain’t we seen this somewhere before? A Re-Ron, the Late Late Show I swear I seen this somewhere before A Re-Ron, a Re-Ron, A Re-Ron No Re-Ron, No Re-Ron No Re-Ron