Luyện nghe bài hát The Reaganator

Deep beneath the bowels of the skill
Where the bones of crusaders are hidden in
The shin of Salidin, a made from Blackbeard's chin
The prick of Christ, ball

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

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

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

But there was one that was in the design
It was so bad he had to resign
The Reaganator used fossil fuel, some people learn
And for this lack of vision your country fucking burn
You see the lying flat on his ass?
Quite he ran out of gas