Luyện nghe bài hát The Reaganator

Deep beneath the bowels of the skill
Where the of crusaders are hidden in walls
The shin of Salidin, a goblet made from chin
The prick of Christ, Hitler's

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

Bristling with rocket pods, Gatling and cannon
The latest in technology to slay the foes of
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 to Cuba, locked on to ole' Fidel
Put a missile through his window, filled up the place he'd left in
After that he thought he might just take on the whole
And leave a bloody pothole where the stars and bars could be

But there was one flaw was in the design
It was so bad that he had to
The Reaganator used fossil fuel, some people never
And for this lack of vision your country will burn
You see the Reaganator lying flat on his
Quite he ran out of gas