Battle Hymn of the Conservatives
Freedom on the Run
The Battle Hymn of the Conserves
Mine eyes have seen the glorious plans of the Democrats
They are erasing all the things that Trump has made into facts
They feel that his pollical plans were all extremely wacked
Their truth has much it lacks
Glory, glory halleluiah
If your rich we’re going screw you
There is nothing that you can do
They’re coming after you
They have let in thousands of illegal folks
Trying to change the way that America will vote
They smile in your face and say you are not woke
They say we’re morally broke
Glory, glory halleluiah
If you got money, we’re going screw you
There is nothing that you can do
They’re coming after you
With the Libtarts lies we can never agree
They want to change the Land of the Free
We must see that they never succeed
Their plans must never be
Glory, glory halleluiah
If you’re middle class we’ll screw you
There is nothing that you can do
They’re coming after you
About the Creator
Mark Stigers
One year after my birth sputnik was launched, making me a space child. I did a hitch in the Navy as a electronics tech. I worked for Hughes Aircraft Company for quite a while. I currently live in the Saguaro forest in Tucson Arizona
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