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Standby Nation under the Northern Lights

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January 20, 2026

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Standby Nation under the Northern Lights

Verse 1 (Minneapolis)

Sirens bite the winter air in Minneapolis nights, After Renee Good fell to an ICE officer’s sights. Weeks of marches grind the snow into a drum, Troops on standby, Guard in shadow, engines hum. Thousands seized in a sweep they call Metro Surge, A judge banned cuffs on peaceful hands and gas’ purge. Justice fights the ruling, tries to roll it back, A church cry sparks a FACE probe on a Sunday track. The old Insurrection warning hangs in the air, But voices keep rising, saying we’re still here.

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Chorus

Raise your hands to the static sky, We’re a standby nation, we won’t run dry. From courtrooms, boardrooms, streets that ignite, We hold the line beneath the northern light.

Verse 2 (Greenland Tariffs)

A cold wind off Greenland cuts the trade winds thin, Tariffs on allies till an island is signed in. Denmark stands with the ice, the neighbors stand tall, France says no fear, the circle answers the call. Brussels lights burn late with an urgent floor, Solidarity with Nuuk, a restless roar. Most on the island say they won’t be sold, Back home, few want the deal we’re told. Golden domes and drills frame the rhyme, A fuse hissing down the Atlantic line.

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Raise your hands to the static sky, We’re a standby nation, we won’t run dry. From courtrooms, boardrooms, streets that ignite, We hold the line beneath the northern light.

Verse 3 (Prince Harry)

Royal footsteps echo down the Strand to the stand, Harry faces tabloids with a final demand. With Elton and others, he alleges a stain: Bugs in the walls, phones cracked like rain. Records pried open, coins slipped under blue, The publisher answers—denies it all as untrue. The trial runs long, but he walks in steady, After wins and a truce in battles already. With the King in the north and bridges thin, No family embrace, just a courtroom din.

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Verse 4 (Solar Storm)

The Sun throws a punch, an electric bloom, Space watchers mark it—severe and soon. Radiation rages, strongest in years, GPS stutters, the sky shifts gears. Satellites shiver, grids grit their teeth, Radios crackle with a phantom beneath. Green curtains fall where warm pines grow, NOAA whispers: look up—feel the world glow.

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Chorus

Raise your hands to the static sky, We’re a standby nation, we won’t run dry. From courtrooms, boardrooms, streets that ignite, We hold the line beneath the northern light.

Verse 5 (Davos)

Up the Alpine road, Davos opens its doors, A spirit of dialogue tests the roars. Leaders and titans file through the snow, A chipmaker king makes a first-time show. A giant U.S. team brings heat to the stage, Tariffs, AI, and a widening wage. A risks report crowns clash of economies, Fink and Hoffman steer as Schwab leaves the keys.

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Verse 6 (IMF Outlook)

From glass towers the Fund writes an update in ink, New rules redraw maps quicker than we think. The sugar rush of early trade starts to fade, Volatility hums where bold threats are made. Markets twitch as Greenland storms the floor, Carmakers stumble, oil names sore. Some whisper the deadline might bend to peace, But this quarrel isn’t the usual lease.

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Final Chorus and Outro

Raise your hands to the static sky, We’re a standby nation, we won’t run dry. From courtrooms, boardrooms, streets that ignite, We hold the line beneath the northern light. Let the aurora scrawl our headlines in fire, Drums like gavels, amps like wire. Tariffs, protests, satellites, snow— Every pulse says we won’t let go. Turn the dials till the night turns bright, Be the signal, not the endless fight. When the power flickers and the world leans right, We strike a chord—and light up the night.

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