Thomas Paine Band

Thanks for checking out our second release! If you like this tune, please like, share and subscribe! Lyrics (Chorus) M.A.G.A., M.A.G.A., M.A.G.A., get on the Trump train M.A.G.A.,, M.A.G.A., M.A.G.A., you're on the Trump Train (Verse) MAGA is here to stay, hop on board or get out of the way We love the USA, yeah we love the USA Land of the free home of the brave, that star spangled banner waves We love the USA, yeah we love the USA (Chorus) (Verse 2) Peace love and a strong defense, things that make perfect sense Don't tread on me, I won't tread on you They're not coming for Trump they're coming for you But he is standing in the way, we gotta get behind him today We love the USA, yeah we love the USA (Chorus) (Verse 3) Welcome one and welcome all, united we stand, divided we fall We the people, all races and creeds are only judged by our deeds Come together and stand tall, all for one and one for all We love the USA, yeah we love the USA

Thanks for checking out our debut single! This song is about how COVID truth tellers were abused and censored throughout the Pandemic. We would love to hear your feedback in the comments. Song lyrics are below. Exile One time I wasn’t a stranger People were benign and not a clear and present danger Outside looking in I see clearly What’s happened to the people I love dearly I’ve learned but I know I haven’t changed They were programmed and now they’re deranged Decades with no issue, lots of pleasantries Charades they’ve turned me into the enemy (Chorus) Whoa oh, I’ve Been exiled Whoa oh, living in exile Whoa oh, I’ve Been exiled Whoa oh, living in exile Eighty percent drank down the Kool-aid Because the system told them to be afraid Red pilled can read signs like in they live Truth telling is a crime they cannot forgive Outsider living in my homeland Talk to them but they don’t understand They’re woke, at least that’s what they tell me But I know it’s hate they’re trying to sell me (Chorus) Censorship a tool of the devious To conceal and agenda that is grievous Sunlight, the best disinfectant They truth they try to bury but they can’t Exiles are growing in number Many more are waking from their slumber Table turning, the pendulum is swinging When it does there will be a reckoning (Chorus) (Bridge - Instrumental) (Chorus)