Patriot Pop - a compilation of politically incorrect tracks written and arranged by Stan Countz between 2020 and 2025.

Patriot Pop - Compilation

Politically Incorrect pop, patriot pop, politipop, protest pop and prophetic pop album of tracks written and arranged by Stan Countz

Politically Incorrect

Mostly Peaceful Riots

Carbon Puppets

Song about Big Pharma's control of the medical establishment

Money's Pretty Good at Talking

Slip Into the Nightmare

Songs written by Stan Countz, Folk & Singer-Songwriter, Indie, Gospel, Christian Rock, Patriot Pop

Washington Elites

Lyrics
The left wants us ignored or silenced
Or they'll just resort to violence
Got no room for moderates
Now who's bein' intolerant?

The news purports to be unbiased
Like David, we need to slay the giant
We need to stay sober and alert
Or we'll end up like Charlie Kirk

They want us to suffer in silence
To be accepting and compliant
To follow their left wing science
Or wash our hands of it, like Pontius Pilate

David looked that giant in the face
And said "today's your dyin' day."
That giant profaned the Lord's name
And by a shepherd's hand was slain

Men and women of this great land
We need to grab the Savior's hand
And stand for what we believe
Repent n humbly hit our knees

They want us to suffer in silence
To be accepting and compliant
To follow their left wing science
Or wash our hands of it, like Pontius Pilate

David looked that giant in the face
And said "today's your dyin' day."
That giant profaned the Lord's name
And by a shepherd's hand was slain

The news purports to be unbiased
Like David, we need to slay the giant
We need to stay sober and alert
Or we'll end up like Charlie Kirk

The left wants us ignored or silenced
Or they'll just resort to violence
Got no room for moderates
Now who's bein' intolerant?

Suffer in Silence

Imagine a land that smirks n laughs
And has a sick fascination
With hate-filled psychopaths
That celebrate assassination

We need to get back on track
Stick with facts, not accusations
To find n walk that narrow path
That leads to higher aspirations

Seven times, awful signs
Heaven saw the fraud n crimes
Thought Truth was fifty shades of gray
First Lincoln, King, then JFK

Seven times, warning signs
Grab a copy of the morning times
They ain't just callin' people names
They're lighting a match n fanning the flames

Running 'round the house
Playin' hide and seek
Didn't know I was about
To take a giant leap

Hadn't given it much thought
Way back in sixty three
The president had been shot
The nation hit it's knees

Seven times, awful signs
Heaven saw the fraud n crimes
We were all, hopin' he's OK
Was it Oswald, or the CIA?

Seven times, warning signs
Grab a copy of the morning times
They ain't just callin' people names
They're lighting a match n fanning the flames

Had a feeling of fear n dread
Somethin' stirred in my chest
Got a call from my son-in-law
Said Charlie Kirk was dead

The shooter was disturbed
I couldn't believe my ears
What I saw and heard
confirmed my worst fears

Seven times, or seventy times
Once or twice would not suffice
Should've seen, the warning signs
Whatever the cost, I'll pay the price

Seven times, awful signs
Heaven saw the fraud n crimes
Thought Truth was fifty shades of gray
But God's forgiveness paved the way

Seven times, the Morning Times
Should've seen the warning signs
Seek His face, watch and pray
Charlie would've wanted it that way

We need to get back on track
Stick with facts, not accusations
To find n walk that narrow path
That leads to higher aspirations

We need to stop callin' people names
Stop lighting a match n fanning the flames
Need to take this time to watch and pray
Charlie would've wanted it that way 

Fanning the Flames

I can't believe what we've become
Our nation is still reeling
Gunned down in cold blood at thirty one
And some are still unfeeling

What did he do? What was his crime?
That they had to take him away?
Snatched away in his prime
Because they couldn't win the debate

While left-wing nuts feast and cheer
The rest of us can't believe our ears
It seems to me, something's snapped
The people weep, the devil laughs

This wasn't the way it had to be
But God's gonna use this tragedy
To help those leadin' us see the light
And expose the media's evil lies

Charlie's army won't be slowed or stopped
In fact, it's gonna grow and pick up steam
Don't be deceived, God won't be mocked
As we expose their wicked schemes

Charlie's army is gonna sweep the land
It'll grow, it can't be shadow-banned
Those who sat in silence will finally take a stand
N those who do violence will feel the jailer's hand

I can't believe what we've heard and seen
Our nation's heart was beginning to heal
But now it seems all they want is blood
Now they're gonna see the Art of the Deal

What did he do? What was his crime?
That they had to take him away?
Snatched away in his prime
Because they couldn't win the debate

Charlie's army won't be slowed or stopped
In fact, it's gonna grow and pick up steam
Don't be deceived, God won't be mocked
As He exposes their wicked schemes

Charlie's army is gonna sweep the land
It'll grow, it can't be shadow-banned
Those who sat in silence will finally take a stand
N those who do violence will feel the jailer's hand

He was slayin' deep state giants
Tryna tear this nation apart
Don't need more violence
Need to keep Charlie's legacy
Deep in our hearts

Charlie's army won't be slowed or stopped
We need to be brave, not afraid of the dark
Charlie's army is gonna sweep the land
So get off the sidelines, and join the band

Charlie's Army

I can't believe what we've become
Our nation is still reeling
Gunned down in cold blood at thirty one
And some are still unfeeling

What did he do? What was his crime?
That they had to take him away?
Snatched away in his prime
Because they couldn't win the debate

While left-wing nuts feast and cheer
The rest of us can't believe our ears
It seems to me, something's snapped
The people weep, the devil laughs

This wasn't the way it had to be
But God's gonna use this tragedy
To help those leadin' us see the light
And expose the media's evil lies

Charlie's army won't be slowed or stopped
In fact, it's gonna grow and pick up steam
Don't be deceived, God won't be mocked
As we expose their wicked schemes

Charlie's army is gonna sweep the land
It'll grow, it can't be shadow-banned
Those who sat in silence will finally take a stand
N those who do violence will feel the jailer's hand

I can't believe what we've heard and seen
Our nation's heart was beginning to heal
But now it seems all they want is blood
Now they're gonna see the Art of the Deal

What did he do? What was his crime?
That they had to take him away?
Snatched away in his prime
Because they couldn't win the debate

Charlie's army won't be slowed or stopped
In fact, it's gonna grow and pick up steam
Don't be deceived, God won't be mocked
As He exposes their wicked schemes

Charlie's army is gonna sweep the land
It'll grow, it can't be shadow-banned
Those who sat in silence will finally take a stand
N those who do violence will feel the jailer's hand

He was slayin' deep state giants, tryna tear this nation apart
We need to be brave, not be afraid of the dark
And carry Charlie's legacy deep in our hearts

Need to be brave and not be afraid of the dark
Slay the deep state giants tryna break us apart
Charlie's army won't be slowed or stopped
We need to be brave, not afraid of the dark

Charlie's army is gonna sweep the land
So get off the sidelines, and join the band

Afraid of the Dark

Lyrics
We've got rot that goes all the way to the top
In a lot of our agencies and institutions
We need more than a lot more cops
We need forgiveness and absolution

It's gone way, way too far
They're breakin' this nation apart
What we need is a change of heart
Pray grace makes a way to hit re-start

At the beginning of each new day
We need to hit our knees n pray
That Grace'll see n lead the way
N those who sleep, He'll awake

We unlocked a plot that goes all the way to the top
We don't need no half-baked solutions
This incendiary talk has got to stop
Need to stop blockin' the Constitution

It's gone way, way too far
They're breakin' this nation apart
What we need is a change of heart
Pray grace makes a way to hit re-start

At the beginning of each new day
We need to hit our knees n pray
That Grace'll see n lead the way
N those who sleep, He'll awake

It's gone way, way too far
They're breakin' this nation apart
What we need is a change of heart
Pray Grace makes a way to hit re-start
What we need is a change of heart
Pray Grace makes a way to hit re-start 

Hit Re-start

Wars and hatred rising in the air
Third world nations crying in despair
The earth is groaning, skies are ripped n torn
Like in the days about which Noah warned

Floods and fires, cities burning down
Frequent fliers, sitting on the ground
Truth is traded for sweet-sounding lies
But Jesus stated, this day would arrive

The signs are everywhere
Like lightning in the sky
Prophecies unfolding
Right before our eyes

He said to watch and pray
Redemption’s drawing nigh
We'll soon be called away
When He splits the eastern sky

The media's skewed and biased
They brag and they boast
Believing untrue messiahs
Channeling unholy ghosts

Hearts split and divided
Woke and full of pride
But still in the silence
He won't be denied

The trumpet's 'bout ready
'Bout ready to blow
Do you know where you're heading?
Are you ready to go?

He's not willing that one
Should stumble and fall
Even so, come
And answer His call

The signs are everywhere
Like lightning in the sky
Prophecies unfolding
Right before our eyes

He said to watch and pray
Redemption’s drawing nigh
We'll soon be caught away
When He splits the eastern sky

Lift your head, your King is near
The time is short, the call is clear
Don’t try to please the world
Instead seize the day
You can be assured
He'll lead the way

He said to watch and pray
Redemption’s drawing nigh
We'll soon be caught away
When He splits the eastern sky

Don’t be caught unawares…
The signs are everywhere...
The signs are everywhere...
The signs are everywhere... 

The Signs Are Everywhere

Songwriter. Storyteller. Sound pioneer, Stan Countz is a genre-bending songwriter with over 300 original songs under his belt — a true craftsman of lyric and melody. From his debut track “Those Hap Happy Days” in 2005, a nostalgic tribute to the golden era of the ’50s and ’60s, Stan has built a musical legacy rooted in meaning, melody, and message.

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