Jim Proctor Sings (you A Song)

November 6 in '84 I cast one vote, I wanted more, I feared my fellow man would have his way, No need to rig these here machines; they've rigged our minds with foolish dreams, The specter of the past is here to stay. And it's four more years, let's put our faith in Ron, Four more years, his vision carries on, I fear, It's four more years, that's long enough to find another way. If economic growth is good I fear that we've misunderstood, This fragile world ain't growing every day. But they say this growth it brings us jobs, and yet I wonder if it robs the earth, A price our children have to pay? But it's four more years of our new prosperity, Four more years, though the future's hard to see, who cares? It's four more years, that's long enough to find another way. In the modern dictionary defense means the military, Strength they claim will soothe the free world's fear. Me I treat my neighbors right and lock my door most every night, Let's budget some diplomacy this year. But it's four more years of the missile