Luyện nghe bài hát The Reaganator

Deep the bowels of the skill house
Where the bones of are hidden in walls
The shin of Salidin, a made from Blackbeard's chin
The prick of Christ, Hitler's

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

Bristling rocket pods, Gatling guns and cannon
The in technology to slay 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, locked on to Fidel
Put a through his window, filled up the place he'd left in hell
that he thought he might just take on the whole world
And leave a bloody pothole where the stars and could be unfurled

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