One evening as the sun went down and the cities lights were burning, up came Tom Hanks walking and said boys I am not turning. Im heading off to a far away place, past the crystal fountains. Come with me and then you see Epstein's private island.

Oh, Epstein's private island, where the spirit cooking is great. You meet a bunch of children and then begin to molestate. You have so much fun, being a rich degenerate. You party with a hoopaloo, you meet Bill Clinton and Spacey too. You run into De Niro and Spielberg's crew at Epstein's private island.

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If you didn't know, it's to the tune of Big Rock Candy Mountain.