paroles de chanson The Reaganator - GWAR
Deep
beneath
the
bowels
of
the
skillhouse
Where
the
bones
of
crusaders
are
hidden
in
walls
The
shin
of
Salidin,
a
goblet
made
from
Blackbeard′s
chin
The
prick
of
Christ,
Hitler's
ball
The
body
of
Reagan
lies
there
enshrined
Pulsating
as
steel
and
flesh
are
entwined
Peering
through
the
necro-scope,
the
Spypriest
unseen
The
soul
of
Reagen
is
found
through
it′s
dreams
Spirit-racked,
tormented,
undead,
and
unclean
The
will
of
Reagan
drives
your
nation's
latest
war-machine
Bristling
with
rocket
pods
Gatling
guns
and
cannon
The
latest
in
technology
to
slay
the
foes
of
Mammon
The
Reaganator
and
the
U.S.A.!
We'll
kill
anything
that
gets
in
our
way!
We′re
greatest
country,
so
you
have
to
die,
that′s
why!
(Unintelligable)
So
Ronnie
went
to
Cuba,
locked
on
to
ole'
Fidel
Put
a
missle
through
his
window,
filled
up
the
place
he′d
left
in
hell
After
that
he
thought
he
might
just
take
on
the
whole
world
And
leave
a
bloody
pothole
where
the
stars
and
bars
could
be
unfurled
But
there
was
one
flaw
that
was
in
the
design
It
was
so
bad
that
he
had
to
resign
The
Reaganator
used
fossil
fuel,
some
people
never
learn
And
for
this
lack
of
vision
your
country
will
fucking
burn
You
see
the
Reaganator
lying
flat
on
his
ass?
Quite
simply
he
ran
out
of
gas
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