Luyện nghe bài hát The Reaganator

Deep the bowels of the skill house
the bones of crusaders are hidden in walls
The of Salidin, a goblet made from Blackbeard's chin
The prick of Christ, ball

The body of lies there enshrined
as steel and flesh are entwined
Peering through the necro-scope, the unseen
The soul of Reagen is found it's dreams
Spirit-racked, tormented, un-dead and
The will of Reagan drives nation's latest war-machine

Bristling with rocket pods, guns and cannon
The latest in technology to the foes of Mammon
The and the U.S.A.
We'll kill that gets in our way
greatest country, so you have to die, that's why

So Ronnie went to Cuba, on to ole' Fidel
Put a through his window, filled up the place he'd left in hell
After that he thought he might just take on the whole
And leave a bloody where the stars and bars could be unfurled

But was one flaw that was in the design
It was so bad he had to resign
The Reaganator used fossil fuel, people never learn
And for this lack of vision your country fucking burn
You see the Reaganator flat on his ass?
simply he ran out of gas