Pull the candidate from the debate
He’s an idiot
He can’t speak
We are gonna lose
We’ll say they cheated
again
Don’t know why
They don’t wanna vote for us
We tell them
What’s good for them
More bread
On the palace table
Means more crumbs
On the floor
(Who could ask for more?)
Gotta give ‘em someone
To blame
For all we do
Someone to hate
To make them feel great
again
More bread
On the palace table
Means more crumbs
On the floor
(Who could ask for more?)
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On the map of the universe, I could not locate God, because the map had no mirror