Reagan's Dead Songtext - Prima Donnas

Reagan's Dead - Prima Donnas

It's 1998, Reagan's dead!
Old man hangin' in the oval office
Press the button, put us all in our coffins
I need a nuclear missile to soothe me
Vaporize the Commies, it's a national duty
Everybody frontin' on the glasnost tip
I wanna see you piss. I'll put you in connips
I'm gonna melt off the faces of every New Yorker
That's what I think of your damn perestroika

I get loaded.

I'm gonna pop, pop, drop a cop
'Cause nobody's spared from the ticking clock
I say the faster you run, you know, the dumber you are
You're not a future evolution. You won't get very far

I'm no Yankee, but I know the type
Yeah, the boys all got boners 'cause the girls are ripe
And the people no longer fear World War 3
The country's full of hippies doing LSD

Oh, rocket, come on out of the ground, now
Oh, rocket, won't you melt us down, now?
Oh, rocket, come on out of the ground, now
Oh, rocket, won't you melt us down, now?
Oh, rocket, come on out of the ground, now
Oh, rocket, won't you melt us down, now?
Oh, rocket, come on out of the ground, now
Oh, rocket, won't you melt us down, now?
Oh, rocket, come on out of the ground, now
Oh, rocket, won't you melt us down, now?
Oh, rocket, come on out of the ground, now
Oh, rocket, won't you melt us down, now?

Reagan died but his clone's alive
Run and hide, mass suicide

Old man hangin' in the oval office
Press the button, put us all in our coffins
I need a nuclear missile to soothe me
Vaporize the Commies, it's a national duty
Everybody frontin' on the glasnost tip
I wanna see you piss. I'll put you in connips
I'm gonna melt off the faces of every New Yorker
That's what I think of your damn perestroika


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