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 Blackbeard's
The of Christ, Hitler's ball

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

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

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

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