Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Reaganator, artist - Gwar. Album song War Party, in the genre
Date of issue: 25.10.2004
Record label: PIT
Song language: English
The Reaganator |
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! |
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 |