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A Glass For Freedom (Official AI Song)

CREDITS Artist: Dani Spectrum Genre: Modern Country Rock / Heartland Rock Created with: Suno v4.5 LYRICS (Verse 1) I’m standing here on red dirt soil, a tinnie in my hand Looking at the Southern Cross above this lucky land We learned a thing from history, from the Diggers and the brave That you never let a tyrant send a country to its grave Now I look across the ocean, to the news upon the screen At a place called Venezuela, and the horrors that I’ve seen While the pollies here are waffling, scared to make a stand It took a bloke named Donald to lend a helping hand. (Chorus) So raise a glass for freedom, boys, and let the truth be told You’ve got to crush the iron fist before the mold takes hold Trump is drawing lines in sand, and telling them "No more" While Maduro starves his people and brings them to the floor And if you think that Bus Driver needs to stay upon the throne You’re a fair dinkum bloody drongo with a head made out of stone! (Verse 2) There’s kids in Caracas who are hunting through the trash While the socialist elite are sitting on the cash They promised them a paradise, a distinct shade of red Now the shops are empty, mate, and the people end up dead Yet you’ve got these uni students, sipping lattes in Melbourne town Saying "Imperialism is the thing that brings us down" Wake up to yourselves, you mugs, take a good look at the facts When a dictator kills his country, you stop him in his tracks. (Chorus) So raise a glass for freedom, boys, and let the truth be told You’ve got to crush the iron fist before the mold takes hold Trump is drawing lines in sand, and telling them "No more" While Maduro starves his people and brings them to the floor And if you think that Bus Driver needs to stay upon the throne You’re a fair dinkum bloody drongo with a head made out of stone! (Bridge) An Aussie loves a fair go, we hate a bully’s guts And watching that regime hold on? It drives me absolutely nuts It takes some yankee muscle just to clear the rot away To give the Venezuelan bloke a chance to see the day So spare me your lectures and your bleeding heart degrees Real men know that tyrants need to be brought down to their knees! (Verse 3) We stand for mateship, don't we? For the bloke who’s doing it tough Well, the people there are screaming out, they’ve surely had enough So good on Trump for stepping up and putting on the squeeze To cut the cash and cut the power and cure the commie disease If you’re backing up Maduro, you’re standing with the crime It’s time to back the action, mate, it’s bloody well about time! (Chorus) So raise a glass for freedom, boys, and let the truth be told You’ve got to crush the iron fist before the mold takes hold Trump is drawing lines in sand, and telling them "No more" While Maduro starves his people and brings them to the floor And if you think that tyrant needs to stay upon the throne You’re a fair dinkum bloody drongo with a head made out of stone! (Outro) Yeah, a total bloody drongo! Pack your bags, Maduro! Advance Australia Fair, and Freedom everywhere!