TAKE THIS NATION BACK by Stan C. Countz

 

 We must bust these frauds in the blue states

 It’s a tough job so let me shoot straight

These nut jobs and fruitcakes

Left us with nothing but a goose egg

 

They say “Just relax, stay sane and zen

Don’t look back, won’t be the same again

Just be glad we can tax and spend” [But I say]

 
 
Gotta take this nation back again

Need someone on whom we can depend

Before the trumpet blasts and the Son of Man descends

We need to take this nation back

 

Don’t need someone who gloats, hoots + laughs

Who says “vote for me, or you ain’t black.”

This may be our one last chance

To take this country back


Gotta take this nation back

We’ve gotta drill baby drill and frack

Illegals are all over the map

 We shouldn’t do what we did in Iraq

Our people are getting the scraps

We’ve gotta send the illegals back

 

Please wake up before it’s too late

Gonna be tough, so let me shoot straight

Gonna hurt worse than a toothache

Gotta learn to turn a new page

 

It’s time we wake up and break these chains

We’ve had enough we’re goin’ up in flames

Make no mistake, the swamp needs to be drained

Need to call upon the name above all names

Only through Him can we be changed

 

Won’t have a chance to do a remake

Don’t care how many rules she breaks

Don’t need a puppet of the deep state

To make this country great

 

We need to get back on track

Illegals are all over the map

Our people are getting the scraps

Gotta send the illegals back


Gotta take this nation back

We shouldn’t do what we did in Iraq

We need to drill baby drill and frack

If we’ll send the illegals back

  Our people will have the last laugh

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