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This complete fucking fraud of a retard was almost our Vice President. Remember when Biden's administration hired 80,000 IRS agents? None of them discovered tens of billions of dollars worth of fraud occuring in Minnesota but if you or I mislabel an expense, we're audited. Some of you liberal cucks literally voted for this fucking guy because you were afraid of being called names by some overweight, pink & blue haired Karen on Reddit. You literally let them bully you into voting for someone who would tax you into homelessness and then turn around and just give your money and your home over to a murderer and child-rapist who just ran across our border and claimed he was being "oppressed." That makes you the absolute gullible fucking retard of the story, you fucking gullible retard.  Highlighted Comments: " Citizens uncovering fraud shall be our new national sport." " Walz dropping out and ignoring the fraud is from the Trudeau playbook" " ...
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"CRACKER ISLAND" by GORILLAZ | ALTERNATIVE ROCK & HIP-HOP | LONDON, UK

"Blessed are the cracked, for they shall let in the light..." - Graucho Marx

On Cracker Island, it was born
To the collective of the dawn
They were planting seeds at night
To grow a made-up paradise
Where the truth was auto-tuned (Forever cult)
And its sadness, I consumed (Forever cult)
Into my formats everyday (Forever cult)
In the end, I had to pay (What world is this?)
In the end, I had to pay (I purged my soul)
In the end, I had to pay (I drank to riot)
Nothing more to say (I drank to riot)

They taught themselves to be occult
They didn't know its many strategies
They taught themsеlves to be occult
They didn't know its many stratеgies (Fantasies)

What world is this?
What world is this?

On Cracker Island, it was raised (Hey, hey, hey, hey)
By the collective from the grave (Hey, hey, hey, hey)
It only came out at night (Hey, hey, hey, hey)
It ate up their paradise (Paradise)
Where the truth was auto-tuned (Forever Cult)
And its sadness, I consumed (Forever Cult)
Into my formats everyday (Forever Cult)
In the end, I had to pay (What world is this?)
Out there on my silver lake (I was not there)
In the end, it will be great (Beneath the hills)
I'm like a ship between the tides (I saw myself)
I held on, I survived (There in the void)

They taught themselves to be occult (Cult, cult)
They didn't know its many strategies
They taught themselves to be occult (Cult, cult)
They didn't know its many strategies (Fantasy)

On Cracker Island, it will die (Forever Cult)
Join the collective in the sky (Forever Cult)
And on a shining boat of light (Forever Cult)
Go up to paradise (What world is this?)
Where the truth is auto-tuned (I purged my soul)
And its sadness, I consumed (I drank to riot)
Into my formats everyday (I drank to riot)
In the end, I had to pay (Forever Cult)
In the end, I'll have to pay (Forever Cult)
In the end, I'll be okay (Forever Cult)

Nothing more to say (Say, say, say, say)
Nothing more to say (Say, say, say, say)
Nothing more to say (Say, say, say, say)
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