| 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 |