Name: Old School (Country Cut) by Stan Countz in Old School
Duration: 3 min 59 s
Description: Listen to this country cut reminiscing on growing up in the 50's and 60's in the USA by retro poet Stan Countz

Old School

A song about growing up in the Baby Boomer generation set to Happy Hardcore, by Stan Countz, Retro Poet

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You won't find the answers at the bottom of a bottle

The Bottom of a Bottle

Listen to this country cut reminiscing on growing up in the 50's and 60's in the USA by retro poet Stan Countz

Old School (Country Cut)

"DISCOVERY"

Written, performed and produced by Roman Gorielov.
Recorded, mixed and mastered by Roman Gorielov.
Cover design and photo by Roman Gorielov.

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Suffering Demos

Discovery

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EDM track about how someone who is really determined can't be stopped by haters...

Unstoppable Glow

They tried to clip my wings
Said I was finished and done
Like old songs no one sings
But my songs are still being sung

They thought I'm not a player
Sent me to the digital dungeon
But I've got a lot of layers
Just like a literal onion

Now I speak, they bow
Can't keep, me down
Best beats, around
My own man, that's key
In the land, of the free
Still standin', for liberty

They came with their pitchforks
Prepared to oppose n condemn
Hopin' they'd put a cork in me
But the joke was on them

But I've got a lot of layers
Just like a literal onion
They thought I'm, not a player
Sent me to the digital dungeon
The digital dungeon

Now I speak, they bow
Can't keep, me down
Best beats, in town
My own man, still free
In the land of the free
Still standin', for liberty

Cancel culture tried to, put my light out
Shadow bannin' didn't, shut my mouth
I wasn't quenched, or beaten down
Still got the best, beats in town

They came with their pitchforks
Prepared to oppose n condemn
Hopin' they'd put a cork in me
But the joke was on them

Cuz I've got a lot of layers
Just like a literal onion
They thought I'm, not a player
Sent me to the digital dungeon
The digital dungeon

Now I speak, they bow
Can't keep, me down
Best beats, around
My own man, that's key
In the land, of the free
Still standin', for liberty

But I've got a lot of layers
Just like a literal onion
They thought I'm not a player
Sent me to the digital dungeon

They thought I'm not a player
Sent me to the digital dungeon
-- The digital dungeon

Digital Dungeon

Big Pharma's in charge of Gotham cuz money's pretty good and talkin'...

Money's Pretty Good at Talking

Down by the river where the peaceful water flows. Down by the river where I go to be alone. Down by the river -- there's no place like home...

Down by the River

There's a dark cloud rising
Looks like we're in for a storm
It shouldn't be surprising
But don't adapt or conform

Gonna be a cyclone
to blow everything down
That ain't got the stones
to stand it's own ground

Blowing away the reasons that keep us apart
Exposing the deeds that we've done in the dark
Eroding the freedoms we hold close to our hearts

Gonna be a Tsunami, a tidal wave of change
A new age is dawning, a few'll ride the wave
Seek the Rock of Ages, n head into the light
Gonna get much worse, before it's set to right

They're comin' for our money
Gonna be a global shift
They're crafty and cunning
Those demonic Socialists

They'll find a way to spin it
It'll seem like a new solution
It'll seem like it's just the ticket
Next step in human evolution

Gonna be a Tsunami, a tidal wave of change
A new age is dawning, a few'll ride the wave
Seek the Rock of Ages, n head into the light
Gonna get much worse, before it's set to right

Gonna be a cyclone
to blow everything down
That ain't got the stones
to stand it's own ground

It ain't about the left or the right
It ain't about the color of your politics
It's about the comin' of the antichrist
And his number is six sixty six

They'll find a way to spin it
It'll seem like a new solution
It'll seem like it's just the ticket
Next step in human evolution

Gonna be a Tsunami, a tidal wave of change
A new age is dawning, a few'll ride the wave
Seek the Rock of Ages, n head into the light
Gonna get much worse, before it's set to right

Gonna be a Tsunami, a tidal wave of change
A new age is coming, a few'll ride the wave
Seek the Rock of Ages, n head into the light
Gonna get much worse, before it's set to right

So seek the Rock of Ages
And head straight into the light
Seek the wisdom of sages
Walk by faith n not by sight

Tidal Wave of Change

I keep tryin' to reach the top
Can't seem to turn my beats off
They keep comin' left n right
I'm hummin' 'em  day n night

It's both a blessing and a curse
He won't leave me in the lurch
But if I seek His kingdom first
One day they'll sing 'em in church

He gives me songs in the night
He lives in splendor and light
He's the center of my life
To Him I surrender my life

David sought God, n wrote poetry n psalms
King Saul paused, n found solace and calm
Music brings peace, to kings and to priests
To damsels and thieves, to man and beast
That must be why God
Keeps giving me beats

He gives me songs in the night
He lives in splendor and light
He's the center of my life
To Him I surrender my life

This world honestly can take it's toll
But music is a tonic that makes me whole
Peace of mind is more precious than silver or gold
That's why God uses songs to deliver my soul
He lives in splendor and light
To Him I surrender my life
He gives me songs in the night

Songs in the Night

The left wants us ignored or silenced
Or they'll just resort to violence
The news purports to be unbiased
The Lord used a shepherd to slay a giant

They've got no room for moderates
Who'll they accuse of intolerance?
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 left wants us ignored or silenced
Or they'll just resort to violence
The news purports to be unbiased
The Lord used a shepherd to slay a giant
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

They've got no room for moderates
Who'll they accuse of intolerance?
We need to stay sober and alert
Or we'll end up like Charlie Kirk
We need to stay sober and alert
Or we'll end up like Charlie Kirk

Like Charlie Kirk

Song about the shooting of TP USA founder Charlie Kirk, 9/10/2025

[Lyrics]
They were filled with sin and hate
Knew they couldn't win the debate
So they took aim and shot straight
Sent him straight to heaven's gate

What the devil meant for evil
God'll use the help people
That fool who took aim
Added fuel to the flame

Charlie took one for the home team
Fulfilled the left's hopes n dreams
But there's gonna be hell to pay
The devil's loss, heaven's gain

That shooter took aim and shot straight
They said Kirk "today's your dyin' day."
But what they didn't stop to calculate
Was what would happen when people prayed

While he was here, he burned bright
Took a stand for what's good n right
Brought faith n truth to the nation's youth
Helped us get back to our basic roots

Charlie took one for the home team
Fulfilled the left's hopes n dreams
But there's gonna be hell to pay
The devil's loss, heaven's gain

Now TP USA is goin' straight to the top
The enemy sowed hate, but God'll make it stop
This tragedy didn't have to be, it's part of a plot
But God's gonna use it, along with this music
To make cold hearts turn hot

And when cold hearts turn hot
They start to turn to God
And that'll be the start of a great revival
Don't believe me? Just read your Bible

Just in case you've not heard
It's all there in God's word
This tragedy didn't have to be, it's part of a plot
But God's gonna use it, along with this music
To make cold hearts turn hot

Charlie took one for the home team
Fulfilled the left's hopes n dreams
But there's gonna be hell to pay
The devil's loss, heaven's gain

Yeah, there's gonna be hell to pay
The devil's loss, heaven's gain

Heaven's Gain

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.

Writing under the moniker Stan and Be Counted, he stands tall in the world of music as both a creator and a voice of purpose. His catalog spans a kaleidoscope of genres — from contemporary Christian rock and gospel to EDM, country pop, blues, R&B, hip hop, folk, and beyond. Each song is a reflection of his passion for storytelling and his desire to uplift, challenge, and connect.

Whether crafting soul-stirring love ballads, foot-tapping jingles, or heart-pounding hard rock anthems, Stan brings a rare blend of versatility, depth, and soul to every track. He doesn't just write songs — he writes moments you can feel.

Stan Countz is more than an artist — he’s a movement. A call to stand... and be counted. He is a prolific lyricist and lives in Denison, Texas with his artist/photographer wife. 

If you're an Artist looking for a song for the next hit, send me a message. Who knows, I may have a gem and a #1 hit for us both!

Old School (Country Cut)

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