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  • 作词 : Chris Keating
    作曲 : Chris Keating
    Tavern in hole outside of
    VenturaWhen low and behold, found a beauty
    Said i never seen a redhead crumble just like that
    She sat outside, got something to see
    We walked a quiet road for miles at first
    Couldn't see a thing
    The rattle from the dark chills up my spinecoming from the trees
    Oh, thats
    Reagan's skeleton in the moonlight
    Don't fear the red eyes, fear the satelites overhead
    That's Reagan's skeleton, marching our way
    Sentimental violence, leading their zombies up ahead
    Thats Reagan's skeleton in the moonlight
    Don't fear the red eyes, fear the satelites overhead
    That's Reagan's skeleton marching our way
    Sentimental violence, leading their zombies in a fog eternally
    Must've passed out when i came to, i'm tied up
    To my surprise by a young lady
    As her face grew sick, her nails tore round my heart
    Blood trickled down, economically
    The laughter from the dark was low at first
    But became good company
    I recognize the stench of burning fleshas they began to feed.
    Oh, on Reagan's skeleton in the moonlight
    Don't fear the red eyes, fear the satelites overhead
    That's Reagan's skeleton, marching our way
    Sentimental violence, leading their zombies of undead
    Thats Reagan's skeleton in the moonlight
    Don't fear the red eyes, fear the satelites overhead
    That's Reagan's skeleton marching our way
    Sentimental violence, leading their zombies in a fog eternally
    Oh the horror, what an awful way to fall in love
    Oh the horror, what an awful way to fall in love
    That's Reagan's skeleton in the moonlight
    Don't fear the red eyes, fear the satelites overhead
    That's Reagan's skeleton, marching our way
    Sentimental violence, leading their zombies up ahead
    Thats Reagan's skeleton in the moonlight
    Don't fear the red eyes, fear the satelites overhead
    That's Reagan's skeleton marching our way
    Sentimental violence, leading their zombies in a fog internally
  • 作词 : Chris Keating
    作曲 : Chris Keating
    Tavern in hole outside of
    VenturaWhen low and behold, found a beauty
    Said i never seen a redhead crumble just like that
    She sat outside, got something to see
    We walked a quiet road for miles at first
    Couldn't see a thing
    The rattle from the dark chills up my spinecoming from the trees
    Oh, thats
    Reagan's skeleton in the moonlight
    Don't fear the red eyes, fear the satelites overhead
    That's Reagan's skeleton, marching our way
    Sentimental violence, leading their zombies up ahead
    Thats Reagan's skeleton in the moonlight
    Don't fear the red eyes, fear the satelites overhead
    That's Reagan's skeleton marching our way
    Sentimental violence, leading their zombies in a fog eternally
    Must've passed out when i came to, i'm tied up
    To my surprise by a young lady
    As her face grew sick, her nails tore round my heart
    Blood trickled down, economically
    The laughter from the dark was low at first
    But became good company
    I recognize the stench of burning fleshas they began to feed.
    Oh, on Reagan's skeleton in the moonlight
    Don't fear the red eyes, fear the satelites overhead
    That's Reagan's skeleton, marching our way
    Sentimental violence, leading their zombies of undead
    Thats Reagan's skeleton in the moonlight
    Don't fear the red eyes, fear the satelites overhead
    That's Reagan's skeleton marching our way
    Sentimental violence, leading their zombies in a fog eternally
    Oh the horror, what an awful way to fall in love
    Oh the horror, what an awful way to fall in love
    That's Reagan's skeleton in the moonlight
    Don't fear the red eyes, fear the satelites overhead
    That's Reagan's skeleton, marching our way
    Sentimental violence, leading their zombies up ahead
    Thats Reagan's skeleton in the moonlight
    Don't fear the red eyes, fear the satelites overhead
    That's Reagan's skeleton marching our way
    Sentimental violence, leading their zombies in a fog internally