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Writer's pictureJack Boomer Johnson

S.A.V.D.

   S.A.V. D 

Seasonal Affective

Voting Disorder 


      THE Trump Ear Era Lives! 






                   S. A. V. D. 


Closely akin to a venereal disease! Just as lethal, only it takes years to die! 

 Postmortem Maximus 

 Ship of Fools Gone Crazy


Well, it looks like to me that just about over half of America can flat out identify with a felon for president! After all, many of us are unconvicted felons! That simply means we have not been caught drunk driving, cheating on our taxes, lying to a grand jury and embezzling from our company one hour of our time at a time! At this point you're probably asking,  "Where did this whack job Jack Frost come from?"


You see folks, I'm an unconvicted felon! But I did not vote for The Donald, nor did I vote for Kamala lah lah ding dong Harris. Again, America appears to have voted for what they deem the lesser of two evils! 


Without a doubt, America voted her pocketbook. The economy sucks and people believe the Donald can revive their bank accounts from a near PDOA- Payday Dead On Arrival! 


Secondly, it appears that America is just flat out embarrassed! For four years we have had a buffoon and a  bimbo running this company...errrr Country into the ground! We have become an embarrassment to the world. Truly, I am sure that our allies and favored trade partners are laughing their fannies off! No doubt many of them are saying, "Just look at the criminal outlaw the US just elected to be president!"





Hello little sheeple! Can you say stalemate! Or is that jail mate!


Greg, My brother-in-law, used to say, "You can't make this s*** up!"

The insanity of this election is that we could have elected a laughing - bimbo -lawyer- incompetent instead of an outlaw- felon - hooker loving dude from New York!


Ladies and Gentlemen I rest my case!  Let the political wheelings and dealings and stalemates continue! 


          GOD HELP US ALL!



Checkout this tune!

(Full Lyrics posted below)






Lyrics


Well you can tell everyone I'm a down disgrace


Drag my name all over the place


I don't care anymore

You can tell everybody 'bout the state I'm in


You won't catch me crying 'cause I just can't win


I don't care anymore


I don't care anymore, d'you hear?

I don't care what you say


I don't play the same games you play

'Cause I've been talking to the people


that you call your friends


And it seems to me there's a means to an end


They don't care anymore

And as for me I can sit here and bide my time


I got nothing to lose if I speak my mind


I don't care anymore


I don't care no more

I don't care what you say


We never played by the same rules anyway

I won't be there anymore


Get out of my way


Let me by


I got better things to do with my time


I don't care anymore


I don't care anymore


I don't care anymore


I don't care anymore

Well, I don't care now what you say


'Cause every day I'm feeling fine with myself


And I don't care now what you say


Hey, I'll do alright by myself


'Cause I don't

'Cause I remember all the times I tried so hard


And you laughed in my face 'cause you held the cards


I don't care anymore

And I really ain't bothered what you think of me


'Cause all I want of you is just to let me be


I don't care anymore


Do you hear, I don't care no more

I don't care what you say


I never did believe you much anyway

I won't be there no more


So get out of my way


Let me by


I got better things to do with my time


I don't care anymore


Do you hear, I don't care anymore


I don't care no more


You listening? I don't care no more


No more

Oh yeah, yeah


Oh yeah, yeah


Oh yeah, yeah

You know I don't care no more


Don't care no more


No more, no more, no more


Don't care no more


No more, no more

No more, no more


No more, no more


No more, no more


No more, no more


No more, no more


Songwriters: Phillip David Charles Collins

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